Life is a pretty funny thing if you think about it, I mean we just have to step back and gaze at the world around us and stare in awe. We are small compared to everything else and yet we are the only known living beings in the universe besides animals well intelligent creatures anyway. But every person has a story to tell in their own words I guess, well this is my story. It isn't a vampire romance or a Chuck Norris action thriller with the rest of his dead beat retired actor cronies. This is a true account of my life from the youngest stage I could remember to up to now. I don't care if you don't like it, it wasn't meant to be liked it was meant to be told and that's exactly what I'm doing. I guess I should start with a little history of my family, my dad was born in Louisiana but moved Pennsylvania shortly after. He had two sisters and three brothers, his dad was a very stern and strict man and huge too. His mom was a caring loving and semi- average woman. I don't know much about my mothers side. Well my dad went into the military but he had problems with addiction, dope and alcohol mostly and my mom was addicted to pain killers. They met at an AA group and they got together and 9 months later I came into the world. After that my mom ran away with me and stayed in hiding for 7 straight months in OKC. My dad finally found her and took me home but she somehow found a loop hole in the system saying I could be in here custody so the judge made a little switcheroo to the contract stating my mom had two week custody over me then my dad had another two weeks and it just flip flopped around like that for a long time. This is where I can start remembering things in my past.
My mom lived out in the country with a POS guy named Keith. We owned a horse, some chickens, and we used to watch over our neighbor's cattle while he was gone. I guess we had a good life out there. Well the school system out there was confusing, all the kids Pre-k through 12th grade went to the same school rode on the same buses and ate in the same cafeteria. Empire was the name of the school and the people there were either country, backwoods, or city folk (as my mom called them for awhile). We had a neighbor that had a son who was about 15 or so. He went to the high school and we used to hang out (mind you I was no older than 6 around this time). Well he came over to babysit me every so often while my mom was working. We played games and watched T.V. and did some other fun stuff but this one day he wanted to build a fort. This fort consisted of two large comforters and a pile of bed frames. He covered the top and sides and it was a pretty cool fort well if you were a five year old. After we got the 'fort' built he said he wanted to play a game. Being the eager kid I was I agreed. Turns out his game involved him raping me, yes my neighbor who I thought I could trust raped me and this went on for a good 6 months up until my mom fell back on the bills and sunk into depression but that's for Chapter 2 Ladies and Gentlemen.
