My (Messed Up) Life

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     Well..... okay , so im just gunna cut to the chase....... Im Rosey ....... Yea Yea i know.... wierd name...... Okay so Im only 17 , thank the lord, so im gunna be moving out soon........ the only thing is i have no family to rely on ........ I would change my name , but i need my mom or dad signature so that cuts that. I told everyone to call me Isabell but no one would..... I would put my self up for foster care , but im moving out in a year so what good would that do because i have money and a house and friends , but some people just get on my last nerve...... I wish people would stop saying what they think is right for me because im going to make MY own distion for me and no one else....... what i dont understand is why is people all up in my buiseness??? 

           Im just going to tell you about my life starting when my mother was killed......... My mom was only 26 when this happened...... I was only 5 ...... young and innocent.......... not a worry in the world until everything changed...... My mother and me was waiting on the train under the subway to go get some gummy bears after my game.... i hit 11 homeruns in my softball game so she promised me......... well that was a promise that never came true.......... Well we was cashing in a check or something when all of a sudden BANG a gun was fired ...My mom was laying on the floor .......   SOMEONE CALL 911 SOMEONE CALL 911 HURRY MAN DOWN, someone shouted....... i was laying beside her trying to get her up..... the police pulled me away.... Honey whats your name , said one of the police offesers said........ Rosey and im this many holding up my 5 fingers...... He smiled and said whats your dads name he asked again.... DADDY....... he said what do other people call him...... I didnt say anything for a second.......... Ummm well daddys friend ryan calls him po guy...........   Thank you little girl....... So who am i going to stay with?  i asked the police offecer........ Well.............. he pused there for a second....... You are going up for foster care..... its where other people will keep you until hey die or you get on there last nerve....... Then i had a little teardrop down the side of my eye...... Who will love me , i asked myself

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