15 years

Not the same

I ask myself where would i be now?, is this all a dream of mine. Whats sad is knowing that you can feel so perfect one day and the other just not fine at all. 7 years old i was struggling a little to understand that i had a biological father. How could it be i asked myself ? Who is this man and why is he just barely getting mentioned. For me my real dad was my stepfather and there was no doubt. It really was hard learning and understanding what really had happen my mom didnt tell me everything, my world since that day really turned around. Ive always said how could my mother be so cruel and tell me at a young age the truth really does hurt. As time went on i kind of let that go i didnt really think of it,i was happy. one year later my little sister was born it was a huge thing for me to get used to because i was the only one i did feel a little jeleous but it was okay. I feel like my life definitely started rough and later it got better and better but over the year it did change another new member to the family this time it was a boy. Between me and my sister we are eight years apart but between me and my little brother there was thirteen . I do feel pretty old sometimes even though i may not be that old. We finally got a house it was a six bedroom house with four bathrooms it was a two story house with a basement. Finally home that house was pretty special to me and the day we had to let it go it was so hard for me. But there was a new begining ahead a new chapter that didnt end up being what i expected.