Tournament

Prologue

In life

you have to make important decisions.

May they be life or death or what career you may take.

In life

Not everything will go as planned.

Just because something started that way doesn't mean it will always stay  that way.

You could be on top of the world one day.

And the next...

Its gone.

Ripped out from under you by reality.

Life likes to do that to you.

It likes to make you work

and make you believe that you've finally done it

you have reached the top and you won't go back.

Then it surprises you and says 'Congrats on your success in life now we're taking it away from you.'

It doesn't matter how invincible you think you are.

Let me tell you.

Your Not.

I was that person. My family was rich because of my dads hard work. We were on top of the world invincible I thought nothing would change this.

But I was wrong. So very very wrong.

A drunk driver -i call life- changed this. "Life" hit my father straight on and killed him instantly. Our world came crashing down around us. My mother cried for days on end before I got the nerve to smack some sense into her causing her to finally get up and get a job.

I was 14 at the time the oldest of three, the two younger ones were 7 and 5. At that age you don't really understand what's going on, why these sudden changes are happening and I wasn't going to tell them they were never going to see their father again, instead I told them he was very sick and had to go away for a long while to get better and that these new changes could possibly be temporary.

We went from a mansion to a double wide trailer paying 400 dollars a month on rent though the rent was cheap it was a nice trailer. We made do for awhile until my mom became sick and couldn't work.

At this time I was 15. I got multiple jobs and began paying rent an buying our food. I continued this even after my mom got well again. Sometimes her paycheck wasn't enough and thanks to me an my paycheck we could afford to buy the things we needed.

Life came at me fast at a young age. By my current age of 16 me and my mom no longer got along. She picks fights with me over stupid things. She likes to say she does it all to her friends and take all the credit when that's not true and when I say something about it later she yells. Just yesterday she beat me. She whipped me too on my back. I haven't hit her back because of the two younger ones. Alice and Aiden. I don't want them to see their mother bruised and beaten that's a picture a child should never have engraved in there mind. I come home and take it and hide it well. At school I tell them I got in a fight and they believe me because it happens on almost a daily basis, but I can honestly say, I have left more bruises and gashes than my mom can ever give me in a life time.

I support my siblings and let my mom support herself.

I am no longer Raylee Alayne the sweet innocent little girl who showed emotion and liked glitter. I'm Raylee Alayne the bad-ass who says f you to tears and glitter. Because the sad truth is. I used to cry myself to sleep so that way nobody would be able to see me cry, I would hold it all in. And after so long I have put up a firewall that will never be broken down. I have lost the ability to cry and I will never gain that ability back.

I will never cry again.

But who needs tears when you can be a bad-ass?

I actually kind of like this chapter. idk why.

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soo- ummm peace out rainbow trout.:-)