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Hiay umm I just wanted to say that I don't want any pitty or any thing just people to know

My dad left for some reason i'm not sure why all i know is that he was a drug dealer and  a man hoe  i have four other siblings that i know and only god knows how many more i have um my mom was a junkie she would leave me at a park when she got high and some time she would forget me and i would have to call my moms best friend Pam  to most people that is a good thing but not for a four year old i was a kid all i ever wanted was my mom,  for a long time i though i was the problem but as i got older i began to relies that no matter how much i behaved all she ever really cared about was the drugs and to i could be as good as them and at six came to terms with that and i became the care giver i would cook, clean ,and i started hustling to pay for food and keep a roof over our heads and that was till i was about seven then my mom got a boyfriend i honestly cant remember his name but he was toxic to me and my mom well what was left at that point and when they fought it was bad i mean he would throw my mom like a rag doll so my wanting to protect her one day it was the worst it had ever been  because my mom stole money for drugs and he was gitting ready to hit her so i ran and jumped in front of her but he had never ever hit hell even yelled at me so instead of hitting me he tossed me well more like threw me into the all of a trailer that must have knocked some since in to me so i got up and called the only man i had ever trusted i called him M i never know his actual name  but he sped over beat the shit out of my moms boyfriend grabed me and my mom and got the hell out of there as fast as  posable