Wife first, kids second. At least that's what my stepmom tells my dad. I can't believe he goes along with this bullshit. Anyways, allow me to start this off the right way. My name is Jenny. Jenny Blake. I am fourteen years old, and what I am about to tell you is 100% true. No bias, no nothing. I vow to give you the whole truth and nothing but.
Okay let's start off at the very beginning. I was born in Orlando Florida on March 25, 2001. That's three years after my sister, Elle, so that makes me the youngest of two. Anyways, my mom and dad were never happily married, but they didn't yell at each other or throw things at one another, but they argued quite a bit. Let's just say one thing led to another then bam! Divorce.
At the time I was so young. Too young to comprehend the fact that my mother and father would never live together again. I would never grow up as a "normal" child with happily married parents. No. I had a long, bumpy road ahead of me, and this was only the beginning.
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Stepmother
Non-FictionMy name is Jenny Blake and this is the story of how my stepmother impacted my life. Negatively. The complete and utter mess and one crazy relationship. Read to find out what happens.
