Okay so if you don't want to read about a long depressing story of a girl in a broken family then go read another story. Because this is my life story from beginning to present day.
Enjoy
So when my mom was 6 months pregnant with me she got dehydrated ,and my umbilical cord shriveled up and I starved for three months.I was smart enough to drink the amniotic fluid in the womb to survive. Right before my mom had me the doctors told her some really bad news. they said I was going to be born with brain tumors, cleft palate ,no bladder or stomach. when they told her that she freaked out and went into labor and had me 1 week later and I was 3 pounds and 12 ounces. I wasn't supposed to live but I did :)
But my father Tom was abusive to my mom after I was born.
My earliest memory is me and my mother playing Barbies and my father Tom came in and threw his stuff on the floor and started yelling and throwing stuff and then he left. I was three.
He came back until I was about eight that's when all hell broke loose. we lived in lampasas Texas with my two older half sisters Megan and Veronica. Megan was toms favorite and me gage and Veronica were left to deal. Mom and Tom always fought over little things. Tom is a dope feind that sits on the couch all day and plays Xbox and goes to work. my mom was basically his maid and servant she did anything he said at the blink of an eye. So I took care of my younger autistic bipolar ADHD little brother for two years. Mean while my two half sisters had crazy parties every night and Tom bought them beer, cigarettes. But my oldest half sister Megan hated my mom. she used to stand in the yard and tell and scream at her and flip her off and talk shit about her all the time and even though it didn't happen to me I will never forgive her. my other half sister Veronica Vee for short. was awesome she was and still is my role model. she is tall skinny and blonde plays guitar has snake bites. She was always there for me when Megan wasn't. So fast forwarding a little bit. My mom went to movie gallery which is where Tom worked to give him lunch. and he jokingly called he a crazy bitch. But my mom is bipolar and she is "crazy" so she told him not To call her crazy. when she was walking back to our small blue ford truck. He attacked her from behind he grabbed her by the hair and slammed her head into the truck. he gave her a mild concussion, she had to drive to the hospital from there to the school from there back to the hospital concussed. just to get me and gage from school. Tom went to jail for a day for domestic violence. when he got out my mom had her dad the constable escort us to our house to get our things. And we left. me moved to Bastrop.
We had to stay in a battered women's shelter for two years. The first time we went to visit him he was in Tennessee with him mom. so me gage my mom and my aunt all went to Tennessee. we spent the day with him and granny looking around town at the cute stores.That night he and his band were supposed to go to a concert. so we were to stay at the "band house". When we got there everybody from the band was there except Tom so me and gage laid down to go to sleep and mom went down stairs to ask where he was. he was at a concert with his temporary girlfriend. so we got in the truck and drove all the way from Tennessee to Arkansas that night. We stayed with my great-grandparents. The next day we drove back to Texas.
After that they got a legal divorce and he got visitation. that lasted for about a year. until he threatened to not bring us back to our mom. so we didn't go see him after that. During that time we moved into the shelter apartments . where my mom met the love of her life Brian. We moved in with him down the street in a duplex. And we were happy together as a real functional family for the first time. after we lived there for two years. we moved into a double wide green trailer in the woods. it was awesome we had a garden and a swing set and bunnies. That was when the Bastrop fires happened. We were evacuated for two weeks. We didn't know if we still had anything or not. Luckily we had everything. Not even any smoke damage, And the fire was within walking distance from the house. We went back and not too long after that we moved to Smithville the next town over from Bastrop.
That was hard on me because I was there for 6 years. I had A lot of friends there. During that summer my friend Aryanna attempted suicide. She cut up her arms and took a handful of pills. No one could get ahold of her we all thought she was gone. But she wasn't. She was just in the hospital. She came out a different person. when I started The first day of eighth grade I didn't feel like I belonged here. But I met my best friend lauryn. I met the love of my life kaspar and I met all of my friends. I am "emo" I guess you can call it. so I get bullied. I got bullied for being short, skinny, my hair , my music taste, my friends, my clothes , and my religion. But I have never been very sensitive.
On October 30th in second period we went into lockdown for real. Some one in the school had a gun. We were in lockdown for two hours. We were all so scared. Some seventh grader went in the bathroom of the building I was in and shot himself in the head. that's all anybody knew. we went home early. Only to find out it was my cousin, and one of my best friends Hayden David Mcadams. That was the hardest thing I have ever gone through. and honestly sitting here typing this almost a year later I'm still not through it all. me and my friends came up with the phrase "Long Live Hayden". But when he shot himself he didn't die. he got to the hospital and he stayed alive one day on machines. he past away on November 1st. the rest of the year I had a really hard time concentrating and getting work done I also developed anxiety . I'm very sensitive to thunder. I think that's because gunshots sound like thunder. after the year was over I dyed my hair blue and pierced my lip. And I am doing homeschool next year along with my little brother. I am going to counciling to try and resolve some of my depression and anger.
