It was the summer of 6th grade when i relized i wasnt good enough for anyone. my mom was on drugs and hated me. my dad called me a whore and threw me out of the house several times. my mom beat me and made me be her servent. my dad used me as a "sex slave" and made me do everything. my step-dad was different tho. he understood what i was going through, but it was akward. he followed me everywhere and gave me everything i wanted. at first i enjoyed being loved, but now he scared me. The 2nd week of summer was when everything went wrong. i had ran away to my bestfriend antonias house because i needed to get away. i stayed there for a few days, but then my mom found me and made me come home with her. i cried all the way back to my house. she slapped me in the face and cut my stomache with a nife when we got home. my step-brother came and helped me up and into my room. i hadnt eatin in a week, and i could barely move anymore. my mom left and went to the club, so it was just me and Timmy. we stayed in my room all night until she came back drunk and high. i didnt like her when she was like this. she scared me. she killed my older sister when i was 3 because she back-talked. i listened to her in fear she would do the same thing to me.
when i was 10 she tried to get me hucked ob crystal meth and coccaine. my step-brother was there and he helped me out of the nasty trailer. 6th grade was the worst year of my life. i changed,i lost all of my friends,and everyone hated me. i tried to kill myself 3 times that year, but no one cared. i ran away and my mom started laughing, but once again no one cared. i went to school with a smile and came home to a living hell. i started my period at school and everyone laughed at me. when i told my mom she laughed and made me do more chores. 6th grade was the year that i found my true love. his name was justin whittington. he was always there for me. i trusted him. the week we started dating was the week i had to go to my dads. justin came and took me to the movies, but before we left my dad went off on me. he hit me and punched me in the stomache. justin had to pull him off of me so he wouldnt beat me any worse. when we left i was bleeding everywhere and i was crying my eyes out. when we got to the movies everyone stared at me, they laughed and they took pictures. i didnt know people could be so cruel. every time someone looked justin would give me a hug and kiss my forehead. when he took me back home i couldnt get in so i slept outside. my nana came over the next day to see if i was ok. my dad told me yo pretend like nothing happened or he would kill me. i did and the day past. i went back to my moms for more torture. i called justin and asked if i could stay with him and his older brother, he said yes, so i packed my stuff and waited for hime to come get me. i waited all day but he never came. i began to get worried so i went and checked my phone. my mom had texted justin and told him not to come get me. i cried myself to sleep that night. he came at 12 a.m. to get me. we left early and told timmy to be careful. my mom followed us there and she was drunk. oh no thats never good. she started hitting me and cussing me out. we faught for a few minutes but luckly justin called the cops and they took her away for 3 days. i had gotten bullied all of 6th grade year and cried almost every day. everyone laughed at me when they saw the scars on my arms of legs. they laughed because i was so skinny. i was because my mom never let me eat. they laughed because i wasnt a virgin but they didnt hear the whole story. when i was 8 my dad rapped me, but i found my bestfriend at that miserable school, and she helped me through everything. her name was antonia nicole ordonez. we hung out almost everyweekend. her house was like my other house, but ny house was a living hell when she was there. i never really brought friends over to my house because i was scared of what my mom would do. my aunt took me the next day to try out for brandon d1 soccer team. i found out the next week that i made the A team. i was so happy,but then my mom found out....
