• ok, so you know all those people who walk around talking about how life sucks? they have no idea what that even meens. to them it is a broken nail or a tear in a shirt. to me it is my dad, grand-ma, cousin , my mom, my sister and of course me . My family in general i guess. but my life doesnt suck because of them ,in fact im sure it's better than it would be without them. I guess i'll start with my biological father. well when i was little he left my mom to marry some "evil" french woman. Shortly after they got married she said if they didn't move to france she would leave him, so naturally he went with her. and then my mom ended up going to prison for attempted murder . yeah ,so as a result me and my crazzy older sister whent to live in france with me dad and step-mom and brand new little sister,alicia. she was so cute. i liked untill they stopped paying attention to me and my sister and pretending only she existed. i got jealouse, but soon i just started to hate them. they left me and my sister to fend for ourselves and basicaly didnt care where we were as long as whe didn't bring anything home. we were seven and ten at the time. anytime we did something wrong we were hit really hard acrossed the back of our legs and our backs repeatedly( you've no idea the things that can do to a seven year old. ) i couldn't stand even looking at them so i soon gave up trying so hard to make them proud and just slid into the easy life of the useless kid they made me out to be. i let my straight a's drop to f's and stoped listening when they spoke top me and so did my sister. in our minds we were the only family we had. all through out our lives weve been the only one's there for each other. we shut out everyone else and lived in our own world where only we mattered. pretty soon father and vallerie were sick of "the delinquents" and decided they couldnt stand living with us anymore and sent us back to live with mom. this would have been better than living with people who hated you but even tho she cared she was never there. always working or out on a date with her new boyfriend.and then one day my mom decided she couldnt take life anymore and tried to kill herself. she stabbed herself with a candleholder in the neck. this only made me and my sister recline further into our separated world.but she lived and got better because she now took antidepressants.so she was better and we slowly oppened up to her and crawled out of our closed off worled. only to be hurt again as we moved all around. we lived all over in illinois and florida. only to settle where we are now. i guess we are still our closed off selves inside but on the outside we force a smile and try , for mothers sake, that we are happy.
    i guess i could say my life would suck worse without all of my family. sure we are disfunctional but we still try to love eachother and support eachother. we will always find a place for everybody in our family in our hearts, wether it be the side that loves or the side that hetes, they are still there with us every step of everyday opening our minds and pointing us in the right direction,choosing what is right and what is wrong, showing us the way by example, wether it be neglect or tender love of a mother. they nurture us and helped us to blossom into the people we are today. my life is far from over , there is still loots to learn. so here we go, off into the world.