The roller coaster of life

My past

So to start we will jump back to five years in the past when I was taken away from my abusive father. We didn't have family to go with and my mom had died a year before all this so, yeah. My brother and I were placed in a foster home with some really nice people but it didn't last long for reasons I still question. We lived with that family for about eight months before moving into another home that just was not okay. We weren't hurt or anything they just weren't meant to have kids. After that we went to another home for about two years but the person who we were living with was elderly and passed away. That was the last home I was in with my brother before we were separated. He and I have since been adopted by two different families and though we are able to talk, I haven't seen him in about two years. It sucks but I'm just happy he is safe with a loving family.  I guess I should stop here for now, so bye.