The beginning

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When I was just born and a week or so after my mom took me home from the hospital I had already moved 11 times. Because people either kept breaking in or she couldn't pay the rent. Finally we moved into my dads dad house and that's my papa. We lived there till a month after my 2nd birthday and that's when my mom met my step dad Anthony. (by the way my mom and dad weren't married) Then we moved into the city with Anthony. (you'll hear alot more about him later on.) Once we moved to the city and finally settled down I was 3years old. When I turned 4 I didnt have a big birthday party I just hung out with the family. I didn't have any friends then. My mom had started getting me ready for kindergarten and I wasn't having a hard time at all. I thought it was really easy actually. Then I turned 5 and I was about to start school soon so I started working more and more then finally kindergarten came and I had made a bunch of new friends and then I had a "Boyfriend". His name was Javon and he was always there for me no matter what. Than I started hanging out with kids in my neighborhood. Then that's when things in the house hold started getting bad.

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