Have you ever been let down over and over again? I have. Have you wished it would all be the way you wanted? I have. Have you ever tried to help and had it thrown back in your face? I have.
Hi, I am Gemma. I am an ordinary thirteen year old but my life has been destroyed by the very same man that helped create it. Ever since my parents split up when I was just three months, my dad has been completely confused about where I fit into his life. He used to promise my mum that he would come and see me and she would get me into my cutest outfit. She would sit and stare out the window waiting for his smiling face to come up those steps but nearly everytime she would sit for hours and then she would sit me in my baby bouncer while she made my dinner. I would be oblivious to what was happening and my mum would sadly laugh at me while I bounced up and down in the door frame. When I was 5 my dad started dating and I was insolated from him and his life. I would be sat down in front of the television with my toys. I missed climbing in beside my dad in the mornings when I stayed over. I would climb out of bed and look into his room to see HER with her hands all over him. MY DADDY! I would climb back into my bed and cry myself to sleep. The vision of them together in bed flashing through my head made me cry harder and I started wishing she would leave and it would just be me and my dad again. Finally he would wake up and make me breakfast. I would come in and go to snuggle up beside him when she would walk in and steal my seat. Everytime his relationships broke down, I used to blame myself for it. When I turned seven he started dating another woman and I thought it would be the same as all the others but after one year they were engaged. I was asked to be bridesmaid and I was honored but sadly a month before the wedding, my granny died in hospital. I was very sad as I had lost my grandad a few years earlier and now I had lost to of the most important people in my life. On the day of my dad's wedding I was happy that my dad was starting a new life and he would be happy with her but I never realized what damage his marriage would have on our relationship. My step-mum started correcting my grammar and giving my school uniform dirty looks. She looked down her nose at me and I felt intimidated and inferior. She would look at me and speak to me in a mocking way because of my habits and I was really annoyed. When I was 8 I found out that I had an older brother in England. My dad had lost contact with him and I found him on MSN and began talking to him. My dad left the room and my step-mum said to me that my brother was on drugs. It isn't the sort of thing you tell a 12 yr old is it? I am now tired of being let down so I have taken control of my relationship with my dad and only see him if it suits me. I am now focusing on my friends, family, school and myself. I have learnt that you can't always trust your family.
