A Foster kids life

Life At Home

Living at home wasn't always easy, in fact most the time it was rough. My parents were always fighting with one another and if it wasn't my Mom and Father it was my Father and Brother, it was like there was never a break from all the chaos. That's not why life was hard though, every family has fights and arguments. Life was hard because we were always low on money, always trying to figure out how to pay the next bill and somehow still put food on the table. Life was hard because it was a constant battle over who was watching the children and who was going out and getting drunk. Life was hard because when I was younger all I seen was my Mother with men who weren't my Dad, every time that would happen I just know its gonna be a bad night.
I never knew what was in store for my siblings and I because things were always changing. 

I obviously wasn't  born when my parents got married, but I know that when they got married it wasn't so much for love as much as it was my dad got my mom pregnant at 16. Back when my mom was 16 parents were a bit more strict and my dad knew that he if he didn't ask her to marry him himself he was gonna be told to ask her by her father. They got married but there wasn't much choice in the matter for them because both my parents knew that if they didn't do it then selves my grandfather would make sure it happened. Even though they didn't have much choice in the marriage matter they eventually fell for each other and had more kids two in fact, there was my brother my sister and myself. All three of us were the product of a 16 year marriage. I'm not really sure what Iven (my dad) saw in Linda (my mother). My dad had met her back when he worked for the carnival, he traveled a lot and that was how he met her, when he met her she was strung out on drugs running the streets. My father cleaned her up and got her off of drugs, it wasn't long after that they entered a relationship and my mother ended up pregnant at 15 It wasn't until my mother was 16 that she actually gave birth to my older  brother he was born August 22. 

There isn't much I remember about  my life until the point of about 4 years old, that being said what I do remember from that long ago was mostly bad. Don't get me wrong there is some good things just not many. I remember back around the time I was 3 years old I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of my parents having a water fight it was probably around 12:00-1:00 in the morning. I was slightly confused at what I was seeing I remember rubbing my eyes and at looking up at my mother and she sprayed me so I just kinda joined into the water fight. I don't have many memories like that and little did I know I wouldn't always have the chance to make memories like that.