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Well I grew up scared, disappointed, and troubled.

 I could say, I wished I got hit by a bus on the way to School and Home.

I couldn't think that right now, I had to stay there and protect my siblings. 

I go to school and home every day.

I cleaned the house, and no not just my room.

 I had to vacuum every floor and stair in the house .

 I had to pick up my siblings room and make there beds.

 I had to do all the laundry and learn to fold from my step mom(Kathy).

 I had to sweep and mop the floor.

 I had to make sure the house was clean.

 I babysat my siblings(Johnathon, Emily) and I cooked for them.

I wasn't aloud to have snacks, the plus was I got a phone, the down side besides being a slave and a full time babysitter with no pay was that every time I do something wrong or dumb, I get slapped really hard by my dad, or get punched in my face, back, arm and leg.

It's really hurt.

Ever since I was seven I've been doing cleaning, babysitting, and cooking.

By the age twelve, my dad was in jail and my step mom couldn't take care of four kids(Johnathon, Emily, Natalie and Ashley), so my step mom shipped me to my grandmas. 

Sometimes I'd stare at the hot teen neighbor boy next door but that was a sometime thing.

My grandma is a nurse for the elderly, my grandpa Barry worked somewhere else, he mostly goes to work late, mows and fixes stuff.

My uncle Chris went to school, sports, and then work.

My uncle Chris would play every kind of sport like football, soccer, baseball, and etc.

My aunt Sarah would have her boyfriends over and go to school, she's done soon.

Then my aunt Melissa has a boyfriend she lives with.

I am me, going school, worrying about my dad, eating, slacking around, being a kid for once.

I got yelled at on occasions.

Besides that, I'm just me, and this is my crappy life story.

I walk into the living room, I smelt bacon, eggs, and sausage as I came into them eating before Chris and Sarah went to High school.

I went after them so I just got up and dressed and was out the door with a bite of toast.

As I walk onto the bus, the kids stared.

I walk on slowly looking at the kids to find a seat and someone nice to talk with.

I finally found a girl she was nice and very sociable, then as I was talking a guy commented and I just looked him as I seen his blue eyes and blonde hair, his name was Lake.

I liked him ad you could tell, he was in my grade, I should add he's a class clown.

He was great, really great, but I was shy.

I got passed the shyness and talk bravely.

He had a great smile.

At that time I was happy, excited

My mom cane to the door with open arms the same day, she finally came to get me after her boyfriend said he didn't want me, My mom asked if I Wanted to come back, I answered yes and when I get to the place they were staying I saw my little brother Brian and Jason.

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