When I was first born I was a beautiful baby. (thats my baby pic of me on the cover of the book). I was born with color changing eyes. I thought the world would be great but it wasn't. Unfortunately for me I was brought up my father and mother rlly never gettibg along. And with an abusive big brother. He was jealous that I was on the earth. He felt like i was taking his mother away from him. He would beat me and drop me on floors. My great grandma told me that he kicked me in my chest so which causes me to have chest pain every once in a while.
Because of the abuse of my brother my father would whoop him for it. And my brother would lie on my father saying he done something very bad to him, which caused my father to go in and out of jail a lot. My mother would never talk about my father, so which made me almost completly forgot about my father. And because all of this brought me to go to foster care as an infant and child.
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Don't give up
Novela Juvenilthis book is about my life...and hopefully if someone reads it...maybe...just maybe i could change someones perspective on life...and that they will feel hope again...to make them feel like there is something good out there for them in the future...
