“There is no such thing as a “broken family” family is family, and is not determined by marriage certificates, divorce papers, and adoption documents. Families are made in the heart. The only time family becomes null is when those ties in the heart are cut. If you cut those ties, those people are not your family. If you make those ties, those people are your family. And if you hate those ties, those people will still be your family because whatever you hate will always be with you.”
- C. JoyBell C.
Hi, I’m Carson and as you can probably tell, I don’t have the best family on the block. My dad died when I was seven. He didn’t really die, that’s just what I like to tell people. I haven’t seen or spoken to him in about 8 years, so to me, he’s a ghost. My family doesn’t like to talk about him, it’s too hard. None of us really understand why he left. One minute we were all smiling and laughing then the next, he was gone. No heads up, no explanation, nothing. My mom started abusing drugs and alcohol after dad left. She went in and out of rehab more times than I can count, always coming out after a few months saying she’s better and a new person, but that never lasts, in a few weeks she’s right back where she started. Because of this, my now 11 year old sister and I live with our older brother Hunter. He’s practically raised us. The family I still have means the world to me. I don’t have very many friends and I've never gotten close enough to a boy to have a boyfriend. I’m only 15 so the way I see it is there are so many other things to spend your time on, like sports and work and taking care of your family. My whole world changes when my brother gets a new job that makes us move to North Carolina. What happens when I get there? Will there be love, tears or maybe even reunions? Read to find out!
