Autobiography by Petagay McKenzie growing up without a father in the early stages of life, when he came around i often tried fixing the relationship that was broken I often felt it was a fault of mine but now I couldn't careless at least I tried.
Now twelve as the years went by communication got less and less. At this time I was in the sixth grade and this was the time that I need support. As usual mom was always there but there was only one problem, she wasn't will educated. when I came home with the language homework, she would help me with as much as she could and my stepdad would help me with the rest. Maths was never a problem mom was a master at that I guess its because she loved money and knew how to conserve. My stepdad was great don't get me wrong but I wasn't the type of girl that liked bothering anyone. I did my homework on my own and at times I would do it in class. Can you believe it the time when I needed him most he just vanished no phone calls, no text nothing so again it was mom and I.
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