My Life: A Tragedy?

Hello

Hi. I'm Emily. But you knew that already if you chose to read this. So if you already know about my shitty situation where do I start? How about my day? No, you need more than that. Hmmm...how about my life? Yea, that's good.

So my life is the basic shit story. When I was born my dad left the hospital with me. My dad has never been married before so I'm technically a bastard. Whoopty-fuckin-do right? Anyway, apparently I wasn't supposed to happen. At all. My mom (whom I don't know) wanted to get an abortion. So did my dad. But they were lazy and waited too long so they couldn't do it by the time they even remembered she was pregnant with me. Thus I was born. But, she wanted to move. My dad tells me she was a whore and a bitch so he took me from the hospital and went home.

From then up until i turned 8 it was just me and my dad living alone in a town house. It was ok. Well my dad was ok. The neighborhood was horrible. One of the older kids raped me when I was 6 and from then I would never go outside because I was too scared to. Anywho, around when I turned 8 my dad brought a girl home. Her name is Kristi. She ended up moving in with us. Then, when I was 11 going on 12, the three of us bought a house in this really nice neighborhood.

It was as if I was an alien to the kids here. I was a 'hood kid' in this really nice neighborhood and they didn't know what to make of me. I liked it. Sadly, I had already gotten into smoking (from the bad kids in my old neighborhood) and drinking (from my dad leaving me home alone when I was 6 for hours to go to the bar) and I wasn't afraid to show this off to the other kids in this new neighborhood. A few of them (mostly the pervy boys) were amazed. The others just didn't seem to care. Neither did I.

Now here I am. In high school. A freshman. A 15 year old girl who isn't a virgin (aside from the rape, I lost my virginity when I was 14 in high school). Living in this house still. Doesn't sound shitty? Really? Well all I did was barely skim the surface of my life. It gets worse. A lot. Worse.