My horrible horrible life

Tragedy strikes

First day back from our trip to The Dominicans Joey and I got in late on April 29, 2010 and we didn't bother to shower and we just went straight to the house and got ready for bed. The next morning Joey was up before I was and he had made breakfast we ate then we decided to fool around for a bit so we turned on just dance for a little bit and after we did six rounds together he decided he wanted to go have a shower, so Joey went to go have a shower and I had just stayed on just dance with the volume cranked and I remember not realizing what time it was and that he had been in the shower for at least an hour now and I went and knocked on the door see if he was okay and I didn't get an answer so I opened the door and The curtains were ripped and no longer hanging up, I had found my caregiver, my protector, my only family member I have ever had slipped in the shower and hit his head on the Fossett, I thought oh he just hit his head he will be okay (I was 11), but then I looked down and saw that he was laying in a pool of blood and I then remembered that there's no way he could he make it out of this being he had soft tissue all over his body. I stood there another 10 minutes thinking of what I'm going to do I have no family, once I snapped out of it I went down and called 911 and give the address and then stated what happened, once the police got there and question me and they had taken his body, I was sitting on the front steps and the cop that was watching me finally turned her back to me, when I saw she was no longer looking at me I ran, I was scared I had no family and even if I did have family they didn't want me anyways so I got in contact with my brother who was now 16 and he got his friends parents to drive up and pick me up and bring me to down to wear I now live which, I didn't want to be here so I said I needed to go for a walk and needed to be alone but I never showed back up and I was in the forest hiding, I found one of joeys friends and had them register me in school. I stayed at that school for only a year where I meet my best friend who I was and still is my rock, I then switched schools and I stayed at the school for two years and in my graduating year I had got my first girlfriend and we dated for a year right in to high school but for me grade 7 and Grade 8 was two years of sleeping on and off the streets when I had then finally got in contact with my grandma who then gotten in contact with my mom who decided she wanted me in her life again.