Hello. The last thing i remember from my childhood is when i was around 5 or 6 years old, and i had these dogs and a cat. Sam, Lexi, Peanut, and Mirra the cat. I remember living in my old house, let's start there, shall we? I remember playing in the living room with my toys on this little greenish trampoline and my dogs surrounding me with Peanut sitting up there with me. I don't remember much after that point. It was all blurry when i looked back at it. I remember going to bed and then yk the next morning me and my mom Holly, went up to Madisonville to visit family members and we ended up bringing Peanut with us. I remember playing with my cousins and having a fun time, but when it was time to go home. We left Peanut they're at their house which was really really sad bc she was my favorite girl; she still is all these years later. My aunt ended up giving her to some of her friends, and I've been told that she's doing okay still and that she's supper happy, which is good because she's a really good dog. A few days later, my mom and I were at home, and her now ex bf Gabe was over and whatever. Mom had to go to work so i was with him for the day, he wasn't actually all that bad at least not to me, but to his own children he wasn't the greatest granted they were much younger than me and at this point i was almost 6 or 7. I'm not sure anymore, but yea. I remember his car always smelt gross kind of like what i know as weed now but back then it just smelt like shit and when he'd take me to school im sure i smelt like his car even though he'd dropped me off far away from the school and then walk me up to the school. I don't even know he was a weird guy. There was this one time, my mom had picked me up from school and when we got home my homework packet was sitting on the little coffee table in the upper part of the livening room(there was two parts to the living room a step down was the kid living room lol) and Gabe was staring at us like he didn't do anything but turns out he ended up doing my homework for me lol but it was okay, less work i had to do lmao.
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Non-FictionHey, I'm a 17-year-old girl whose got a sort of chaotic life but maybe not as chaotic as yours... My Name is Sophia, and this is my story, if you don't like it then shut up and go away.