My name is Maddy. I am 13 years old and I am doing okay. At least that's what I tell everyone. See I live in a group home for girls. I have been in this "home" for 7 years. I developed a family of 5 girls all ages 11-16. Maya is the youngest at age 12 and kady is the oldest at 16. In between those two there is Jana , 14 and Meagan, who is also 13. We all go to different schools except Meagan Jana and I. This is how my story begins: when I was 4 years old my mom was a victim of domestic violence. She was the most kind and beautiful and especially caring mom. But when she would kiss me goodnight, my dad would walk in coming home from the bar. I experienced this for 1 year before I realized what was happening but it was to late. It was my sixth birthday and I was so excited but when I got home from school I saw my mom dead on the floor. My dad grabbed me and started yelling at me. Blaming me for my moms death. I managed to scream which saved my life. My neighbor Macy heard me and I survived with only 2 broken ribs. After CPS arrived and took me to the hospital, I found out that my dad was taken to prison. The next week I was taken to Ms. Melodie's group home for girls.
