Why, would you want a family just so you could torment them? March 9,1998 your son Jason the one you wanted so bad was born.
Everything was great, as long as we kept things how my father wanted it quite so he could hear everything little sound waiting to beat us. There was one time in Jason's life where him and his dad were great, but I think it all changed when Jason failed the third grade. After that things gotten crazy I could be just sitting there and out of no where I hear "junior come on over here"
and I'd get beaten like a wild animal and sometimes for no reason just because he felt like it.
Jason's mother said to him one day " baby he's never coming back" but I knew that was a lie he always came back after two weeks. There was one time Hope caught Jason watching porn, and Hope told his parents. While my mother said "well at least he's not gay" my father got angry and stomped his feet on the ground. Came in my room where I was and beat me so bad it left bruises on my back for a week. You might ask yourself why a nine year old boy taking this, I can't tell you why. Now Jason is thirteen years old in West Palm Beach. For the summer you usually think he's having a great time, no your wrong he's been never to come out his room unless he had to use the bathroom. Jason didn't know what to do he decided to workout that's all he could do.
When Jason got in eighth grade, it got worse. His father stopped washing his cloths, Jason stayed up late to wash his cloths but didn't know how to his cloths would stink. Everyday on he'd get on the bus the other kids would say hateful things to him.
He asked why was this happening to every time he went to sleep. Everywhere Jason went he teased about it, that made him feel like he was nothing. He couldn't do anything bit work out for three months straight. Then one day out of no where Jason's father left his family with nothing but pack of chicken in the freezer and a bunch of rats in the house.
