I had a bad life before I came to live with my foster dad. Okay so here I go..... I was born in Frankfurt, Germany. Stepmber 11, 2001. Yeah... 9/11... Okay I was left on an Orphanage when I was born.. I was rape sence the age of two till six years old. When I left Germany I lived on a military base with my uncle. He didn't know my name so he told everyone to write done their favorite names and put them in a hat. He picked up two, Spencer and Penelope. I'm so glad he looked at Spencer first. Anyways every night one of his bunch mates would sneak into my cabin do things with me, punched me every time I would refause. My mom and dad both died of cancer. I didn't even know their names. When I finally turned eleven I moved in with my foster father my brother has been living with. All the way up till this year my brother would make me do things with my body and his..... I had nightmares every night. He stuck a knife up to my throut and almost killed me. This all stopped when he got a girlfriend. Oh and BTW I know you guys think I'm a guy but I'm not I'm a girl. So yeah that's my whole life story up untill preasent day.
