where it all started

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I was born into a family that was generally.... Unstable. A father who abused, starved, and neglected me, my older brother, and my mom/dad. My brother was forced to feed me every day, dress me, and take me to school.

Skip a few years to around age 6, and my parents got divorced. My mom/dad made the decision to give my grandmother custody of me and my brother. He thought everything would be fine.

As a child I loved both my parents and my grandparents. I didn't know what kind of things my father did. He was (and still is) a pedophile, and a thief. He starved my brother, mother/father, and I.

In jr. Kindergarten I met my best friend, Samuel. He was the first person to greet me at my new school, and being a child, I instantly saw us as friends. Thankfully, he did too.

Then, there was growing up......

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