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I was born July 14th 2003. My mother and father broke up with each other when I was 2 years old. My father never came to see me till I was 4 years old. Then on February 14th 2011, it was valentines day the police knocked the door down and my mom was taken to the police car and I was taken to my grandmother. I didn't understand anything that was going on but before I had to go on a bus to school my mom gave me her necklace that I gave her for valentines day and said to never take it off. So when I got on the bus everyone was wondering what happened and tried to ask me millions o questions that I didn't even understand or know. Then I got to school and had to go strait to the consular for some reason. And after a hard day at school I got home to see where my mom was but I couldn't find her. So I go to my grandmothers because she is next door and asked her where my mom was. She said, "she wasn't home and won't be home for a very long time." and I asked why, why, why but she wouldn't tell me. Then my grandmother and grandfather and I went to court so the judge said I had to be with my father even though I didn't know him very well I thought it would be fun and great. So I thought.

My father lived in San Antonio with is girl friend Mrs.Nutall and her son Michel. Michel and I never got along very well at all really. but after 9 months my mother finally got out of jail ( Grandmother finally told me that my mom was in jail). But after 2 years past my father dropped me off at my moms door and said you can have her for this weekend. Instead he didn't come back on Sunday at all, so I wait a week and my mom said I got to go to school. So we went to the Elgin middle school seeing how I can get in to 6th grade. ( I'm 11 in 2013)

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