Lonely Kid Grows Up Too Fast .

Why Bother?

As the time passed, I realized that I was never going to see the "happy faces" of my parents again. My mother was in and out of the hospital. My father was always in jail. So I had to make a huge decision, was I going to stay with a family that didn't even want me around, or was I going to be with a family that would love me no matter what? I was five and I had to make the choice to leave my parents home. I moved in with my grandmother, one day my mother came over after three years passed and asked to take me back home. I realized that if I didn't take that chance it would never happen again, so I went back home... I was happy for about six months, then I started too cry my self to sleep every night. I would get slapped for crying, I would get yelled at for crying, "crying is for baby's and you're not a baby anymore Brittany. Stop crying or I'm going to give you something to cry about," was the only sentence I remember my father telling me before this horrible thing happened to me.