Only 6...

Chapter 1 : Away

My name is Symone, I'm 19, and I'm a high school drop out.
Don't be so quick to judge me, just listen to how I grew up and you'd probably know why. I dropped out in freshman year, no high school wasn't hard, yes I had "friends", but it's a lot more personal that you think. See I grew up in a home where I THOUGHT I was living with the people who loved me most, the people who had my back through anything in the world... I mean they brought me into this world, why wouldn't they love and nourish me? I'm a dumbass to even have thought like that. But could you blame me? I'm a kid.
Life for me wasn't so easy growing up, and I'm not saying I had the worse of the worse, because I'm sure there's wor- actually I can't be so quick to say so. Let's see what you think.

First off, I live... lived with my mom and dad, and my "baby brother". Frances, Robert, and Nicolas. I loved them to death, and I would do ANYTHING in the world for them, just as they would do for me, so I thought. I was about 6 years old when my "baby brother" came into the picture, and that is when I noticed everything was a bit sketchy about my parents, about this "family" we had. I know I was only 6, but I was one smart ass 6 year old, you couldn't get anything past me. At least that's what my mind kept telling me.

One day I came home from school, looking for my parents, they're usually sitting right there on the couch in the living room with Nicolas, because I mean he's a newborn where else could they go. I walked to the back of the house and I heard noise, but not like talking, more like a panic. I'm curious of course so I creep up to the door, and my dad has my mom in a chair tied up with her baby, with a gun pointed to her head. I SCREAMED, "daddy what are you doing!?", he yells back "something I should've done to the BOTH of you a looonngg time ago!". I'm confused, I'm panicking, I try to run in and help my mom, and POW! The gun went off ...