I'm me and only me. I'm Marley Lee Berkeley. I'm an only child. I did have a baby sister but we got split up. And yes I am a girl. My name was originally Maryann but I asked my foster parents to change it because my old mothers name was Maryann and I didn't want anything to do with that name and her.
As a child growing up I didn't get to do what other children did. I forced into adult labor. I would clean dishes at age 4, I would vacuum the house, take the trash out, cook for everyone. It wasn't an easy task or life for me. It isn't really easy to take care of three other people including myself as the fourth one.
As I grew up to the age of 10 my parents both were incarcerated for handling marijuana and drug dealing in our house. So the DHS took us away. No one on either side of the family wanted to take care of my sister and I so we were put on foster care.
It wasn't a pleasant experience. My sisters lungs were filled with smoke of cigarettes. I myself had no lung problems of any sort because I was either in the kitchen babysitting all of them trying to get from one chore to the next.
When we were put into this foster care thing I was desperate of getting out but there was no way. There was alot of sick and disturbing children. I wasnt really in te mood to go and talk to them.
A whole year went by of silence and loneliness and my only sister was chose to leave. It was really hard to let go of her because she meant so much to me that I have taken care and watched over her breathless lungs. But she went home with a couple who looked like they had a better place for her and would get her some medical assistance.
By the age I turned 12 I was finally adopted by a nice family. They weren't fancy or anything. They were a family that were more willing to do stuff for me.
Now that I'm 14 my new family decided to move to Texas. My new parents told me that I went through so much in Illinois that I needed to get out of that state and live a new life.
This year I will be going into highschool. A real school. I always homeschooled myself as I grew up in my old house. Only when I had time to myself. This is going to be a different experience to me.
I'm just hoping I can be accepted and make friends. I really don't know what a friend is but I will learn on the way.
My life has changed so much in the past two years. I experienced new places and got to live two years of a childhood that I should have had. But it was worth the wait.
Highschool is going to change my life. People have told me that it is difficult to go threw but I will try my best to go threw it. Wish me luck!This is my story........
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