A couple months after that I moved in with my step-mom jenni. She was nice but she was an even worse alchoholic. That night I was scared to sleep in my own new room so my dad told me to sleep in his bed. In the middle if the night I woke up to a strange noise. I looked over my shoulder and there was something strange happening. (I later learned they were having sex.) I started crying and I fell asleep. I woke up in the morning and told my mom. I got taken from my dad again. Jenni and my dad were so fucked up they couldn't even remember.
** no one has even read this book yet. This shows how good I am at writing books. lol.**
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Not recovering.
Non-FictionThis book is about my childhood. My parents were terrible alcoholics. Well I hope you enjoy this story!
