Bleeding Blue Blood

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Looking back at my life and seeing the changes that had to be made to improve what was suppose to be called life, is now what I call "Living." Going back was no option for me as I know that if you are at the bottom the only way is to go up, and that is very true in my perspective...

Oh hi my name is Christine. For you to understand what I am talking I will have to introduce myself and go back to the beginning.

You already know my name so we can get past that. I am 19 years old and soon will be 20. I am more or less your normal teenage girl/woman but my life is no where near ordinary and that is where you are going to be reading my life story. Some of which you will like some parts of my life and the majority you will decipher whether you would like it (if your into broken dreams and lives) and others will say it is absolutely terrible; I will understand either way. Anyways that is me, so time for the story.

It was the year 1997 and it was May 9th. That was the day my mother Trudy and my father Treves got married. My mother was at least six months pregnant with me. For my parents; their wedding day was the happiest day of their lives. I mean of course it is, it is the day where they experience their love for each other with everyone of their family members and friends.

It was three months later; and that was the day that I was brought into the world August 9th 1997. I was born at 5:59pm in the Woodstock General Hospital. This was the second most important day in my parents lives, I mean who could complain; a new born baby brought into the world, yeah that would be an important day for anybody. My mother was in tears with a smile on her face, yet white as a ghosts and my father had huge smile on his face, and so did the doctors apparently but that's not what matters.

Anyways; while the doctors/nurses cleaned me up my mother was losing a lot of blood from pushing me out.The story was that my mom was never suppose to get pregnant or it would be really hard for her to get pregnant, but that was because of the webbing the would stop the sperm to get to the eggs to produce a baby. Anyways my mother was in a marriage before her and my father and she was pregnant with a baby boy. Five months into the pregnancy my mother had a miscarriage.