ME!!!!!!
Call me whatever you want if your nice to me I'm nice to you!
I love- my boo : )
I love- my friends
I love- my puppy
I love- abercrombie,hollister,pacsun
I love- food ( Olive garden,starbucks,taco bell, Subway, and Chinese food)
I love- the beach
I love- laughing
I love- Kennywood amusement park
I love- cell phones
I love- lollies
I love- tv ( mtv,nickelodeon, the n, disney chanel only when the Jbros are on)lol
I love- music ( Jonas Brothers, Lil Wayne, Rhianna,Ti,Kanye West,Taylor swift)
I love-sports (escpecially softball)
I love- love
I love- YOU!!!
THE REAL ME!!!
I write when im pissed lol its gets the anger out lol
You probably think I'm a normal spoiled prissy teenager. I'm a lot more complex then that. I have an EXTREMELY hard life. I'm fourteen years old and I go to high school. I have 3 half-brothers and 1 half-sister. Before I was born my 3 brothers had a dad (he also coached them baseball) and one night he was driving and he got in a minor car accident and so he walked out of the car and a man took a gun and shot him three times killing him. Here's the story it aired on tv copy link :
http://www.sitcomsonline.com/boards/showthread.php?t=218248The death of my moms husband traumatized her and she started to drink very heavily. My mom became and alcoholic. When I was born, I was sexually abused multiple times by my drug addicted "dad". I never saw my mom and I was living life confused. I missed so many days of school in Kindergarten I had to go to court only at age 5. Every night my "dad" and my mom would be throwing glass and the police would have to come. So my "dad" was in jail a whole lot and I always felt alone (they broke up).Also,I always walked in on them it was brain damaging. My brothers would babysit me and they tortured me and I always ran away. I remember crying constantly and sitting in my closet for hours. My little sister never had to deal with it because her aunt always took care of her spoiled a**. I was always missing school and I was a shy but nice girl so I didn't have but one friend who went to a different school. I've known her since I was a baby and I went over her house every weekend and stayed over all summer. Her family was my family and they even took me on vacations. But we sadly drifted apart in fifth or sixth grade. In fifth grade I was over my grammy and pappy's house from my "dads" side. And my pappy had cancer so I went in to check on him and he was dead. I was heart broken, I missed the first day of fifth grade to go to his funeral. I was so upset I never went near a church and I stopped believing in god because I was the one always hurt (my sister wasn't even fazed). I got depression after his death and I would never leave the house. In sixth I was at my house at night I hear noises and I realize my mom is more drunk then usual. She was stumbling up the steps and all I heard was a big BOOM and I look in on the ground and my mom was lying their. The police and ambulance came. The police officer said she was drunk driving and she got in a car wreck. My mom had to go to the hospital being carried out on the stretcher while my friend across the street watched. I was scared to here a boom noise for a very long time.I even went to school the next day thinking my mom was dead and I realized she had alcohol poisoning. In that same year my pappy's wife (grammy) died of lung cancer and my depression worsened. Also in that same year I was over my Grandma and Paps house from my mom's side of the family and they told my the guy who abused me wasn't my real dad, my real dad left before I was born. I realized my mom lied to me my whole life. But the thing that made me love sixth grade... to be continued im hungry lol
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