My life is hard, really hard for me and I don't fight it alone. I have some people who help me fight through, yeah I still struggle but I still barely get through it. Best friends are everything to me, if I didn't have any best friends/friends i'd be nothing. For pre-school and kindergarten I was in Montello, then my mom divorced my dad in pre-school. Three days before the end of kindergarten my mom took us two hours away to my step dad's and we lived there for eight years. During those eight years I had to deal with my brothers getting abused and my brothers, mom, and step dad fighting and arguing. My brothers and me had to do basically all the chores around the house, the only thing we didn't have to do was clean my mom's bedroom and bathroom. Only got to see my dad every other weekend, it SUCKED and we hated it, we missed him and our family so much. Eight years we where praying to live with my dad, but finally we got to live with our dad and that's right now. As soon as I came back to this school a couple people remember me. This one girl remembers me from when we were in pre-school and kindergarten together, Her name is Angie...
