I was born in July of 1986, and from the very beginning I think my life was destin . to be full of chaos and adventure. Like most people my parents was never married. I am not even sure if they was ever in a relationship or if they was just good friends. my father had taken on responsability of my older sister the day she was born. and out of that relationship I was made. My parents never got along. My dad was an alcoholic and my mother was a whore. I am not saying to to call names but that is just how it is.
When I was 14 months old my mother broke both my hips and then took me to the emergency room where she then abandoned me, my sister and my younger brother. She left us for this charming champ (being sarcastic) named Harry and all the coke he could give her… Do not go and feel sorry for me I never have. After that day me and my sister was raised by opposite grandparents. I by my father’s parents and sister and my sister by our mother’s parents. Our baby brother was adopted by his father’s parents and we never seen him again until we looked for him after he turned 18. Thankfully we all had amazing grandparents. Well for the most part .
We were being raised by a different generation. It was hard growing up knowing that all of yours friend had mom’s and dad’s. When friends would ask why do you live with your grandparents I would always say because they love me. What was I to say to them “the truth”, witch at the time was embarrising to me. I did not realize until later in life that being raised by my grand parents and aunt was a blessing.
Seashell's in Wonderland 