When i close my eyes,i see my past.my mother never did want me and i feel like i have never been wanted in my family except by my dads mom.When i was two my mom locked me in my room.i had banged on the door and screamed at the top of my lungs for hours.i was hungry,thirsty and i just wanted to be loved.if she did not love me then why did she have me.At the time my dad was at work.At least he loved me.My mom had been doing drugs,really badly.i have no idea if the neighbors called the cops or what not but someone saved my life.I was in my room for nearly five hours without food or water.the food part was fine because iwas not that hungry.But without the water i had started to dehydrate.I was almost ready to collapes on the ground when i had suddenly heard sirens and banging at the front door.my mom cursed.A command saying "open up now."my mom had been taken away.The police came to inspect the house for more drugs and found me.I have not seen my mom sence i was 2.
