4 years old.
Grandpa's house.
My sisters birthday is today.
It's time for cake.
"Blow out the candles!" I yell
She puts her face into the cake. Icing is all over her round face. Great. No cake.
*later that year*
Mom left dad for someone not too far... We don't know him yet.
We arrive at a trailer house, with another behind it. We go inside.
It's crowded.
LOOK AT THAT SPIDER. COOL.
Now we live here.
*later that year*
Mikey came over to me as I played by the dead stump, messing with all the black ants.
"Be careful. They bite"
"No they don't. Not if you're nice to them." I said.
*end of memories*
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Life As We Know It
NonfiksiMy life story. *warning* May contain unwanted topics such as the following: *annoying babbles *constant skipping around *bullying *suicidal thoughts *sexual content *physical and emotional abuse This does happen. And has happened. That's why im te...
