At times I wish I could go back and do things very differently . My life has been pure hell I have 1 brother on my momma said and 3 sisters and 4 brothers on my daddy side . I remember growing up I couldn't have things that other people had or we couldn't afford the things others had my mom had literally given her life to drugs , as you all may know or some may not know I'm literally a spit image of my momma I love that lady to death but back then I hated her with all of my heart YES ! My own mother . I remember times we didn't even have food in the fridge not even a drink , my mom would party every week and leave me and my brother with our auntie she didn't care about us all she cared about was partying or finding a high I knew my mom had turned her life to drugs when her whole appearance started to change and she just wasn't the woman I knew before . I knew then the environment I was living in wasn't a good environment I hated I had to leave my mom alone despite all of the things she was going through but I just couldn't bare seeing here that way anymore my lovely grandma and granddaddy soon took me in with no hesitation and my life started changing from this point forward they loved me unconditionally and treated me like I was there's . I called and checked on my mom everyday I missed her so much and things just didn't feel right without her . My brother ended up staying with my auntie who also had a son so they clicked pretty tight and it wasn't no problem with him staying there he didn't to much care because he's a boy but deep down inside I was hurting to be apart from my mother and also my brother . Even though there was No more starving , No more feeling alone the pain and heartbreaking doesn't stop there .
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Non-FictionCome along on my journey as you read about my life and how I dealt or managed to deal with every obstacle that was thrown my way .
