Hey, So I'm Gonna Do Something I've Never Seen Done On Wattpad, It Probably Has Tho. Haha. But I'm Probably Gonna Get No Reads, Probably Never Gonna Finish This But, I'm Gonna Tell My Story In Chapters. And Use Wattpad As A Diary, Or A Venting Source, I Hope You Guys Enjoy...
I Had A Great Life, I Was Loved, And I Was Always Happy, But Aren't We All When We Are Little And Carefree. You See. I'm Only 15, But. I Do Have Enough Life Experience To Write A Book, I Had A Pretty Average Life Growing Up, Alcoholic Father, My Mother Went Into The Army, I Barely Remember Her Leaving, But I Remember Moving To Watertown, New York, Lived In These Town Houses, Had A Pretty Good Life Living On Post, Fort Drum. Went To All Kinda Of Places, Canada, Washington D.C, Seattle, I Was Still Young And Carefree At That Point. I Loved The World. And Everything In It, I Didn't Have To Be In Charge, And I Didnt Have To Take Care Of Everything While The "Adults" Played Like Children. It Was Before Life Smacked Me With A Cold Hard Slice Of Life. But Enough Of That!! Back To The Good Stuff, I Traveled All Over The Country In A Car, (Not As Fun As It Sounds) But It Was Unforgettable, I Saw Things Not Every 7 Year Old Gets To See, But I Was Back And Forth Between Sierra Vista AZ And Wherever We Got Stationed Next, Or decided To Move To. So, After About 2 Years Of Living In New York We Move Back To Arizona, Moved Back Into The Same House, And That Was About The Time My Mom Came Back From Afghanistan, She Was A Medic, And She Found Out My Dad Was Spending All The Money On Booze, So Thats What Started Everything. The Beginning To The End Of My Life....
Sorry My Chapters Are So Short...Its Early. I Have A Headache. And Yea. Dont Judge.
YOU ARE READING
This IS me.
PrzygodoweI'm Gonna Use Wattpad, As A Venting Tool. Sounds Kinda Gay I Know, But This Is My Life Story. This Ain't No Sob Story, There Are Sad Parts In It, But I'm Sharing My Experiences With The World. So Please No Hate. Leave Me Feedback.
