About me -Alex

hey guys, um I decided to write this because

1, I was bored

2, I felt like it

enjoy? I guess?

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ok, so my name is Alexandria Rangewood, I'm 18 years old and I currently live with my best friend Nick

now some of you may be wondering why I am living with him, so here is my story to try and clear things up for you

I was born in Michigan, normal life, just your average family. Yeah that lasted about 10 years, my mother and father, argued, fought they just fell out of love I guess, When they divorced they decided to split me and my brother, Me with my mother, James with my father but we refused, told them it was both of us or none of us.....

They chose none of us, we got taken into care, we had multiple foster parents, some too young to handle, some too old to even care, But when I was 16 there was a fairly young couple, they seemed nice enough, we thought we might finally have that happy family we had years ago, Boy were we wrong, 2 years into living with them, the father (who I am not going to name) started drinking, coming home drunk started slapping us about, James was only 14 he couldn't do much to help me, I was the oldest I got the most severe punishment, first it was slapping, then the punching, kicking and so on, by the time I was 17 I took my brother and ran, I got a job working in a cafe didn't pay much but it was enough for us to rent a small flat, I had forced James to go to school get an education, he wanted to get a job but he was only 15.

After a while everything started to seem better, we had a roof over our heads, food on the table, James had even gotten a girlfriend. But then......Then my world just crumbled beneath my feet, James was feeling ill, coughing up blood, being sick and like any inexperienced 17 year old I was, I panicked I called the hospital, since I didn't have a car then, we took the bus people gave me sympathetic looks, and I hated that....people feeling sorry for me, we got to the hospital and a few hours later James was diagnosed with cancer.

On May 14th, 2012 James passed away from cancer at just 15 years of age, I nearly killed myself, became secluded, didn't talk to anyone, my neighbour Mark was nice enough he made me go to school, 'get a life' That's when I met Nick and Jerad, the troublemakers, We clicked, they were easy to talk to,immediately it was as if I was their long lost sister or something.

Now 2 years later, I am currently living with the boys, I'm the new happy go lucky Alex no longer the broken hearted girl, I haven't seen my mother or father in over 5 years, But now you know story, this is not for attention, or for pity I just wanted to put something out there,

I guess that's it, feel free to talk to me

Bye!