My name is Annabelle Kingston and people think I have the perfect family and an amazing life. They are wrong.
My family is far from perfect.
My dad travels for work all the time. When he is actually home, he's generally drunk and almost always abusive. He and my mom also fight constantly when he is home.
My mom, she used to be amazing. She would always cook dinner, clean the house, get us up, keep food in the house, and I could talk to her about anything. Now days, she's never home and I'm lucky if I see her once every few weeks.
My brother, Keegan, is the only person I truly love and care for in my family. He's my best friend and my brother. When our mom started to abandon us, it was my Keegan who took care of me. He isn't around anymore though. He joined the army as soon as he graduated from high school. He Skype's me about once a week which makes it a bit easier.
Since Keegan got sent to Afghanistan, I started to stay with some of his close friends from high school since our house isn't much of a home anymore. I usually stay with either Eric, his 'brother from another mother,' or Sammie, his high school sweet heart. Eric and Sammie are the only ones outside of my family that know about my parents, so they try really hard to 'keep me on the right track.' Nobody from school or work knows that I live with other people. I've tried very hard to keep it that way.
And all of that is just my home life.
At school, I work my ass off to get good grades. I currently have an B+ average, but in my teachers eyes, I should have a solid A average like Keegan did. I also only have one friend at school, Trenton. Trent and I became friends in elementary school. We drifted a bit in middle school when things at home got really bad. Now, senior year of high school, he's my only friend. A lot of people think I'm his only friend because he doesn't really talk to anyone else, but it's not true. All of his friends just go to a different school. There are days when he is the only person keeping me sane.
The worst thing about my life is that I'm going through all this shit with nobody to talk to. I can't talk to my brother cause he has enough to worry about. Same goes for Eric and Sammie; I mean they're already housing me. I obviously can't talk to my parents. Trent's the only persona I even consider talking to, but I worry he isn't completely my friend anymore. Even my tumblr and my twitter handles are TheLonelyGirl.
And this is my life.
