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Me.

You, truly don't know me. You don't know my family. You only know writing. Yet this is the 2nd page you read, you wish to continue? I'm surprised. However, Lets begin.

The day I was born, I was already different from multiple kids. A father in prison for at least longer than needed, and a poor mother. We had to stay in a place of a apartment. At that time, I wouldn't meet both my older siblings. My brother was around 4-5 years. And my sister around 6-8. They lived at my grandma's house, my current living spot right now where they moved out.

My parent's were divorced already, and my dad didn't marry. My mom tried to find me a new dad figure, but failed horribly. She also got into lots of trouble with her friends. My dad was almost stuck at his apartment alone until weekends. My mom one day, hit us horribly to where we took it to court, lived with our grandma, and she went to jail. She was wrong in the head, yet couldn't justify her actions in any way. She also had community service. We slowly moved into a new school for me, my sister testing college for a few months, and my brother in high school. I had a growing love for the arts at the time, which got me into music, and writing like this. But I don't consider writing exactly in the arts. Moving on, I had the growing suspicion that my dad was gonna get married. As expected, I was correct. This was how I got 3 more siblings. I also learned I had another older brother and 1 Older sister who never met me. On the date 8/8/16 My baby brother was born. Fun fact, 8+8=16 - Look at his date. Another fun fact - This makes me have 8 siblings total. And it may have seemed fun until, a divorce between my dad and step mom. She just left with half the stuff one night. She was honestly rude for doing that, she could've at least approached her. Now, you may be asking " What's happening to your regular mom? " If not, wow you have no story view. She got out of prison before my baby brothers birth, and I met up with her on Sundays. At least, Until she moved. And went to prison. And being  freed and an Drunk, She got stolen from and, Walked into a train. We have her ashes in our house. The company took all our money from her that was for us. And now we cant do anything.

The day we found out, it was simply a cry fest. Of course, I had to put on an act. I despised her for what she did. If I wasn't crying, they'd think I'd be happy for sure. So, with this act I just had to well, Hug my dad, cousin, aunt, grandma, brother, sister. Basically everybody. And fun fact, My step mom didn't care. She was a fucking bitch. She tried to get married with her boss, and that failed. She's disgusting. I don't want to see her. And so, we lead to my life. For now, a End.