Hi, I am Augusta Jones. I'm 20 years old and currently live in Hueytown, Alabama with my Mom, two sisters and stepdad. I have a boyfriend named ........, I met him back in November. Today is March 24, 2021.
This book is going to be exactly what it says... my life. I'm going to break apart my life events and explain them to you. I've had trouble recently finding my place in the world and getting truly back to who I am. I have a strong feeling looking back on things will help me remember where I come from. Now it's been a while since i've written anything in a formal format. So please bare with me.
My mother is Donna Brown, everyone calls her Beth. My father is Christopher Jones, and everyone calls him Chris. Together they had me and my brother, Kristopher Brown. He goes by Kane though. When my mother met my father she wasn't truly innocent but true enough she would've lived a better life without him. He showed her another side of life, a dark, damaging side. Meet Heroin. A drug so powerful it can eat away at your soul and humanity.
Two years after my brother was born they would soon find out he had cancer. Now with my parents struggle of abuse, the system thought it would be best if our grandmother, Pam, got full custody of Kane. Kane fought his battle of cancer for two years before he was back to health. I was born almost a year after they found out he had it. My nana would soon get custody of me as well. Before my Nana got custody of me my stepdad Johnny took very well care of me. He made sure i always had what i needed. Even though my mother had cheated he loved me as his own.
Ofcourse I don't remember my younger years or I would fill you in on them. I guess i'll start with what I do remember.
From 4 to 9 years old I lived in the Heights in Leeds, Alabama. My nana, Otto, Kane and me lived together there. I know you might be wondering who Otto is. Well he was my Dad for a while. I'll get to why he doesn't have that label anymore later...
I would have to say those years were probably the best years of my life. Maybe because I was oblivious to everything surrounding me. I didn't truly understand why my dad only came to visit my brother, or why I didn't live with my Mother. I didn't understand it wasn't normal to visit my mother in rehab or jail. Pure ignorance can be bliss.
During my mother's fight with addiction she became pregnant two years after me with my sister, Jasmin. Two years after Jasmin, came Tristan. Ever since they were brought into this world I knew I needed to protect them. We were all very close growing up, I knew family was everything... even in my broken home.
My Nana was never very attentive to me or Kane. We did as we wanted. She didn't care much to be there for us truly. I believe she thought being a parent was just about providing. To me i think it's more than that. Bonding, Time, Attention, Love, Affection, Understanding. Even though she had her flaws I greatly respect her for taking in me and Kane when she didn't have to at all. She truly works her ass off and has a heart of gold.
A few months before we moved out of the Heights my father came and took my brother to live with him in Oneonta. He told my nana it was his right and he was his son. But i'm your daughter? I want to go with my brother? You're just going to take him from us?
In his time away he had to grow up. Fend for himself. Learn how to do everything for himself at 10 years old. I'm not sure what happened to bring Kane back but he never truly came back. he would stay a few weeks at my nanas, a few weeks at my grandma janice's. But when he came back he was different. He wasn't a kid anymore.
It may sound like my life is full of bullshit but there were great times during this period. I remember begging Otto to take me to the park down the street. I would bring my stuffed animal Wolfy with me and push him down the slide. I can't forget running around like a dog outside. I know i must've looked crazy. But it was my favorite thing to do. My brother and i used to make bow and arrows out of sticks and string and sell them on the street... that could've been dangerous...lol. Most of the time we were outside. For some reason we loved digging for bugs and making them little homes on the porch. When I would visit my sisters is when i would have the most fun. We would play with stuffed animals, and sure enough they would run outside like animals with me. We swore to got we found dinosaur bones in the dirt when we would dig. We loved to make parody videos of icarly and call it crazycarly. If only that computer worked.... lmfao
So... my early childhood definitely wasn't a terrible one, it had its ups and downs but overall I was happy. I enjoyed my little family. When we moved however I didn't enjoy that at all. I think it could've been the start to my downfall.
