Today was the day, the day I was finally going to move out of my moms house and in with my dad. I have waited so long for this moment to come and it's finally here.
I packed all my bags that I would need and left, I went and stayed with my aunt for a few days, just so my mom couldn't throw any legal things my dads way. Yes, before you ask, I did run away, in a way.
I couldn't just stay in that house, I mean Dan, my stepdad, was so mean and would always make me cry. What would you do and how would you feel if your mom picked some douche over you? Not great. Thankfully I had three people completely on my side, my dad, stepmom and my best friend, Hannah.
After a few days I was finally moved in with my father and I was so happy. Everything went smooth for so long, all summer.
Now before I say anything else I need to clarify something, my parents got divorced when I was in the first grade because my father had a drug problem.
My dad had his reality check and went to rehab because he loves his kids and didn't want to lose us. While in rehab, my dad met what he says is the love of his life, Kim.
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Life with the devil
RandomTaylor spent her days being bashed and put down and abused by her drunk step mom all the time and had finally had enough she decided it was time to wake up from that nightmare. -a story about abuse and depression -a true story about my life. -all i...
