from evil to angel in years

Chapter 4

I moved to Lake Charles, Louisianna. I thought i'm going to have a great life here. I can finally live on my own. WRONG! His family at first treated me wonderful. We decided we were going to move into Brandon's grandma's trailer. I thought this is great. We went over to clean it out. Boy oh boy was it messy. We cleaned it up, put a bed in it. Set it up to our standards or liking. We started fighting and his grandma had told us, She needs to find a job. So I got a job at Dollar General the job of my dreams yeah right. I worked at Dollar general. I tried to work my ass off but I hated it there. He knew it too. I was picked on a lot their also. I also met one of my good friends Cj their we were always picking on each other. He was all sorts of fun.I then saved up my money to help move into a apartment because we could'nt stay in his grandmas trailer forever, she was beginning to get sick of us. I loved his paw paw though to death you could say he could make me laugh even when I was all types of pissed. We found a apartment. I also got a job working at a cigarette surplus with brandon. We were both working and he was fired from his other job he was always getting fired from their and rehired.  They had a softspot for this kid. We moved into this new apartment me,him and daisy my dog I got from Cj. She was a beautiful black and brown chihuahua. She was very quiet. After awhile brandon started abusing me and daisy. He would throw her through the yard like a football. He would threaten me with a gun all the time but he didnt have one. One day he even broke daisy's leg. He kicked me out also. He was always kicking me out in fact packing all my shit up for me and telling me I couldnt leave. One day he even went through the trouble of burning all my clothes.When I started a new job a Dequincy rehab the first day I worked a 12 hour and he came in and woke me up and told me daisy was dead. I loved working at the Rehab, I was pulling doubles all the time because I loved making people smile and feel like they were loved. I loved them. Brandon still continued hitting me, and his family would see it. Also my poor grandma saw it when he yelled in her face "STFU". He was so hateful. I threatened to tell, and they said they'd kick my ass. Then their was his cousin Brandi and her kids. They loved me, and I loved them. I baby sat them all the times. They didnt want me to leave. Brandi told me he has done that to every girl that he's had. Brandi told me,"you need to get away,hes going to kill you". Finally I wised up! He kept being so hate ful leaving bruses every where, my leg was bruised from a vase, he had thrown at me.He threw all my make up in the road, all my stuff ruined. He also hurt my family. The people at my job at the time were trying to get me to leave him. I had a lot of friends their. I loved them and my people I took care of. I didnt want to leave. Ms. Phyliss offered me her place to stay. I told her I just wanted to go home. I missed my family. When I was in Lousiana I missed everything. Thats a good and bad thing. My dad and mom divorced. My nana died. My dog for 15 years died. My moms ex bestfriend died. I couldnt take it in La anymore I needed out! Finally I put all my money together and told everyone at the Rehab I was moving home at that time I was 23.I decided to buy a ticket and go home.

Ill write more going to bed write more tomorrow nighty night