I guess I was a hyper child so I was put on medicine. First I took pills but they would have to crack it in half and put the dust inside my water bottle. They had me try swallowing but threw it right back up. Then they used these patches on my butt and they would leave large red marks on my butt like someone just beat me. This is getting into where my grandparents come in and save me from that living hell. I was called to the principals office on day and I thought I was in trouble but when I got there I walked into the office and there stood my hero's, my grandparents. They won the custody battle of me. My mom was still allowed to come and see me but I didn't want to see her because she said hurtful things to my grandparents when they took me and I'm glad they did.
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||You are My Heaven||
Non-FictionThis story is based on events that have happened through my life and I can tell you some parts may be a little harsh and I will speak about Bulimia and Depression. So enjoy this book about my life.
