Growing up was sad and lonely. losing my mom and dad was hard for me even tho I didn't know them.
My uncle told me they died in a car crash when I was 4.
I lived with my uncle since then, his name was Jon Humbert, my uncle was the only family I knew.
My other relatives where too high class and didn't visit at all,That did not bother me at all, we were not poor, we were not rich but we were grateful of what we had. Uncle worked on a garbage truck and I had a job after school at the corner store that sold subway food, I guess they were cooping.
With this money thats how how we survived. We lived in a small house by the lake, five minutes drive from the small town Eyelake.
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Nene
Non-FictionNene was a very concerning person, she wonders about everything and always asking questions. She didn't know who she was and so everything people told her that she was, she believed. In fear, sadness and feeling of being unwanted,she became a very m...
