So let me start with when I was about 2. My dad had left me, my mom, and my older sister. She is older than me by 2 years. He was tired of having to deal with me. Yep I said me. I guess having him be married and have 2 kids a beautiful wife and having a house of his own was not good enough. The main reason he left was because he only wanted one daughter but he had 2, and since I was the last one born he left because of me. So me, my mom, and sister lived alone. We moved and so did my dad. We lived in Balm Bay florida in a house, while my dad moved in with his mom and dad were he actually still lives. We still see him and I love him but I was the reason he left I forget about that when I'm with him. I'm the kida person who lives in the moment not in the past or future. He loves me and I still love him. But after we were parted my mom meet this guy named Keith. He was ok in the beginning but towards the end he became really bad, I'll tell you why. Beginning: he was sweet had his moments but he was and ok guy. Middle: he started drinking and was pretty much never home. End: he ran my mom over, well pretty much over he drug her half way down the driveway because she would not move because he was drunk and she didn't want him to get hurt. He was a horrible guy. I was about 5 or 6 when this happen he was watching his normal Sunday night football his favorite team was playing. So my sister and I went in the playroom and were playing. She did something that made me laugh incredibly hard I can't remember now, but he yelled at us for being to loud. When my mom got home that night from work he was not home, no were to be found, he had left ed us home alone, I was 5 or 6 so my sister was 7 or 8. He just left us. So my mom and him had some rough patches in their relationship that when all the bad stuff happen I just told you about. So he kept the house and we moved to the apartments like not even a mile way. We meet these really cool kids we all ways hung out 24/7 pretty much. Are parents became the best of friends. My mom stared smoking when she was like 14/15 so that was a lot of money wasted on smokes. But our life became pretty good. We had moved again but we still kept a hold of out friends we didn't move that far away. (As you can tell we moved a lot). By then I was like 9 ot 10 I knew a little more I was at school had a good life my mom worked a lot to help pay bills and give us food to eat, yeah we didn't have home cooked meals every night for dinner but we made is work. Since she was never really home we had a guy named Dug pick us up from the bus stop and take us home, it was funny because we, as in me and my sister, would make him go look around the house to see if anybody was in there while we stood in the kitchen. When he was done looking he would give us a snack and he would go home after locking all the doors. Me and my sister ate the snack and did home work then watch T.V. and waited for my mom to get home when she did we would have dinner. That went on for like a year. One day we got checked out of school by my mom and and me and my sister wondered why my mom said she will tell us a little later. When we got home we sat at and the table. Then she told us "Dug passed away this morning." Me and my sister started crying we looked up to him as like a father figure. He passed away by hanging himself in the kitchen by a shelf. His wife had 1 daughter and 3 sons, when she woke up that morning she woke her kids up and went down stairs to fix them breakfast when she walked in he was dead. She stayed strong but she did not let her kids go in the kitchen that morning. They said ok and went to school. When their mom checked them out from school she told them right then and there that there dad is dead. The daughter being the oldest stared crying she never really stopped crying for a week, she really only talked to me about her feeling. She had told my that her and her dad had got in a fight and the last words she said to her dad was "I wish you weren't my dad" and he said " you don't have to wish for long." When time finally came the government kicked us out of the house we could not pay rent. We had nowhere to move so we moved in to my grandparents house. We states there for 1 year I think then we found a house down the road so we lived there. Then I was probably 12 or 13. My mom found a guy named Justin they were together for about 11 months he cheated on her and they broke up. I have seen my mom come home from work and just cry because she is not were she wants to be then. Every body( my dad Keith and Justin) she was in love with ,they all broke her heart. My mom never cries, but when she does I will to. I'm just that type of person. After all of that we got kicked out again so we lived with my grandparents. A few years later I was 15 my mom found another guy named Keith but their totally different. My mom is now married a couple years later I'm now 18 and have a really good life. I'm in 12 grade I'm going to be graduating soon and I'm a virgin. My name is Alexis and have had many boyfriends but none that I really like my sister does not live with us she lives alone with her husband and has 3 kids Jonah, John, and Alana . All really cute there triplets. I have no boyfriend and yeah oh I live with my mom but not for long I can drive and I have a little brother named Levi he is 6 and were are all really happy!
When I hear my alarm going off saying I have 20 mins before I have to leave for school I start getting ready I don't bother closing my widow now because I have had no neighbor live there since I was 10. I get changed in a navy blue blouse and a short black skirt that clings to my legs and tuck my shirt in. I but on the same color blue sandals with black trimming on them. I straighten my long blonde hair and but a bobby pin to hold it out of my eyes with a twist. I put on some eyeliner and blush and mascara I don't really wear a lot of makeup so that's it. Well I grab my I phone 6s and my backpack and keys and head out. I really do like school actually because I have friends their so we can talk you know?
When I get out of my house I see a car pull up next to the house next door. Um I wonder who is moving in there hopefully its an old couple I don't need drama next door. As I say that a young looking man about my age steps out of the car he's kinda cute I say to my self. Then a bimbo looking girl gets out of the passenger side. Oh great a player next door how fun!!!! Joking that's horrible I bet he's one of the people who though parties all the time. Oh Lord I hope not.
I continue to my car as I get there I unlock the car which is a Ford F1 50. I love this truck!! As I get in me and I guess soon to be neighbor make weird eye contact we hold each others eyes for a couple seconds or more. Well that was not strange I say to myself backing out of the driveway. When I get to the end my truck stops completely so I get out with the keys after I try starting it again shit its not going to start. I pop the hood and see that, well I don't know I don't know anything, thing about cars or anything like that. I put the hood back down.
"Why, why must you do this to me?" I yell oops!
"Do you need help?" I hear someone behind me. Since it startles me I jump a little. Then I hear a chuckle from behind me.
"You know that's not a very good first impression!" I said turning around to see he's only like an inch away.
"How by scaring you or standing so close or could it be because....." he said before I stopped him to tell him the first one I parted my lips to say something but I feel lips on mine. What the hell I stomp on his foot."Ouch gosh why so mean??" He said anger clear in his tone.
"Why would you do that?? You....you...you...monster?" I said just as mad.
"Because your beautiful?" He says I think he only said that because he thinks I want to hear that
"Yeah right!" I say laughing even harder now then when he said why so mean lol this guy
"What you don't know you are do you?" He said softly. Gosh I think this guy is bipolar.