ME: big breath ok here we go...😣
Ok let's start when I was born. When I was born my parents loved me so much but my mom really didn't she wasn't really a mom to me she was like a stranger and I never liked her my dad and my nina (which mean god mother in Spanish) always took care of me but when my mom said that she wanted to spend time with me my life would get only worse, she would leave me with her mom, and her mom doesn't even know how to take care of a frog LITERALLY she killed it because she didn't feed it, anyway so yeah can't really tell if she wanted to get rid of me or what because I was just a kid, a small innocent kid is not suppose to be feeling that way, like really.
My mom and dad finally have another kid and she was pregnant, I was so happy because I wasn't going to be alone anymore with just plain memories shoved into my head but I thought that my life would get much better.
But it didn't it just got worse my mom and dad had a baby boy and his name was lyrick Ivan hernandez ( my actually brother)
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Forgotten
No FicciónThis is about my life... I never got the chance to tell anybody about this so I told myself to write this instead hope you like it.
