So I guess most people start their stories at the beginning which I will do to my greatest ability. My biological father was very abusive, he would hit my mom and me and my siblings. We would have left him sooner if the fear of him doing something irrational had not been present. So when I was like 5 or 6 years old we left him and decided to run. Well not literally run but you know what I mean. Ny mom met my step-dad 8 years ago on the 26 of December. My biological father has nevee tried to contact us. Its sad in a way, you can be away from someone for so many years and not know whether they miss you or think of you. Anyways for 8 years now me and my six other siblings have been happy with my dad. I don't call him my stepfather because he is the closest thing to a real one that I have.
