I was born in Tulsa, on February 26 of 2001 when I was five years old I was taken from my mom by my real dad and he sexually abused me until I was 13. I had finally decided to tell my best friend at the time and told her not to tell anyone, but she told her mom and it wasn't but a couple days after that I was in a shelter. I hated being there all the girls there were about my age and they would AWOL that means they would jump over the big fence and escape from the shelter, if I wasn't getting out of there sooner or later I had made a plan to escape but after being there for about 2 or 3 weeks. After school when I got into the front office they told me that this lady was going to take me into her house until they could find a family member suitable for me to live with, that weekend the lady picked me up and took me to her house, the lady had 7 other girls and I was the second oldest girl in the house. Out of the whole 3 years i was there she treated me like I was such a fat kid i wasn't aloud to eat certain things i had to ask to get seconds She always told me that i needed to make sure I wore a XL because I was to big for a large or a medium size. Besides that all the other girls acted like I was cool but behind my back they would make fun of me. it hurt because I knew none of them liked me at all they would do cruel things to get me in trouble or to just hurt me.
