Just to let you know a little bit about me.
My name is Jocelyn and I'm only 15.
Yeah yeah i know what you are thinking.
Wow wow you're only 15 you haven't lived yet. You know nothing.
Don't be so quick to judge. Well maybe we should start from the beginning, For as long as i can remember all my parents did was fight and argue.
I was isolated in a home where i didn't belong.
I didn't feel safe.
So eventually my mom had enough and started talking to this guy. I don't know the full story about their romance but either way she decided it would be a great idea to run off half way across the country to meet him.
She left me and my 3 siblings with my dad whom had to work everyday, and he had to call off to watch us.
So we lost our heat, water, and cable due to the fact my dad could work and support us.
Keep in mind i was 7 i didn't know what was really going on.
So that lasted a month by then my grandmother watched us, so my dad could work and we were on a new schedule.
But that's when my mother showed up again..
