Kim Namjoon - My Vampire

Chapter 1: Intro Pt 1

You are a girl that is from the U.S.A, from the state of CA. Your mom was abusive with you hitting you, slapping, pinching, and punching. You hated it, the bruises and scratches all over you arms you just hatted it. You had to hide this from you friends otherwise the CPS would be called and you would be in foster care. 

At school your were happy, truly happy you were away from you mom, and grandparents who were all alcoholics. You loved you grandparents move sometimes because they would at least never hit you. But if they tried to protect me my mom would hit them back, so they stopped at let her do that to me. I felt like they just gave up on me and let her beat me.

Anyways back to about how it was at school. I had many friends but I wasn't that popular girl with some many friends and everyone knew. There were some people that still didn't like but everyone that I was at least a decent person to work with. My three best friends were Alexa, Jessica, and Alice. We always used yo hang out with each other everyday and eat lunch together.

Of course there were my other friends but we weren't that close and I didn't hang out with them everyday. But is was hard to hide what goes on at home from school. One time my teachers said I was droopy and seemed sad or mad at something. They told this to my mom and guess what I got when I got home, a lovely beating. But the good thing was my mom only called me mean names, and beat me. At least she didn't make me starve and lock me up in a closet for days.

Ever since my grandpa went to jail when he came out he found that my grandmother had left while selling out house and that me and my mother were in an ugly apartment. Since that was his wife he was sad that she had left, even though they were an arranged marriage he learned to love her but she never felt the same back. My grandpa only stayed because of me, even though he drank, he was the best grandpa ever. 

He went on a drinking rage looking for his wife, starving himself to death because she left him. I wanted him home but mother said he will be alright at his friends house. Friends house? Friends House? When did he to to his friends house? Well she said he is alight so he is alright, I hope he eats and gets some sleep. He was in much pain, a pain I wish never to feel I my partner. 

Later on did we find out that he was homeless living on the streets being drunk. We wanted to bring him in and embrace the fact not only did his wife leave him, but his wife as well left her daughter and granddaughter with nothing.

While all of this was going on I was in 6th grade. My mom drank so much but started to take parenting classes so she would hit me less, but would say more hurtful things like i'm a bog fat pig and I eat to much. Even though I don't eat a lot and sometime go to bed hungry even though there is still moire food I choose not to eat. And I am very thin, not even chubby at all. Ut was just her drunkenness. The next day she wouldn't remember and telling her what she did last night was useless because that would make her sad and go drink more. I don't know how she managed a job while drinking, how it that been possible.

Even though she was like this there were still a few times we laughed together and I loved it but then that moment would end and then she would be back to herself. I loved her but this was to much for me.

At the time when she was at work till late I would stay at a daycare place. Her name was Lynn, she had a husband named Steve and two sons who were much, much older than me. She was so nice and she felt like a second mother to me. Once my mom got arrested for about 2 weeks and she took me in and gave me a room to sleep and treated me like her own daughter. I felt nice because there was no drinking and no drama. 

Mom got out of jail and everything was okay, she got caught for using marijuana,I know what is my mother. Drinker drug user, and abuser how much worse can it get. Well it gets worse.