I'm the youngest of 6 children. The order goes:
1.) Cassandra Marie Andersen
2.)Timothy Ray Andersen
3.) Megan Marie Kyle (Paine.. She's married)
4.) Brianna Kyle
5.) Michael Owen Griffin
6.) Jennifer Michelle Kyle (me...)
As you can probably tell, Cassie (Cassandra) and Tim (Timothy) have the same father. We all have the same mother, by the way. The tricky thing is that Megan Brianna and I do not have the same father. When my mom was about to marry my father. They had their last names legally changed to Kyle.
Our family has always been a little bit messed up. My mother was the good child, never got in serious trouble, well she never was caught doing what she did. (smoking since the age of 13) Yet, she was never given the respect, attention and gratitude that she deserved. My aunts, Carmen, Jaque, and Anita always got the attention. They were Navy brats. My grand father was in the Navy. Their rooms always had to be nice and neat. Closets had to be organized.
One time my mother was trying this new craft that had to do with wood, nails, and string. I don't know what it was called. But, my mother didn't have the money to get those supplies, being the only who didn't get an allowance, she used and old piece of wood my grand father wasn't using. She hid it up in her closet and during one room inspection, he found it. Let's just say he was furious. He beat her with it, breaking her back in three places. To this day my mom has severe back problems.
I don't talk to my grand father.
I'm not in contact with my biological father. When I was little, my mother would tell me these awful stories about him, making him seem like the villain in a Marvel's movie. Nowadays, my older sisters message me about him, telling me the truth, making me realize that my father is the super hero. My mother is the villain. She took each one of her kids away from their fathers. Making them look like the bad guy. She's almost like a black widow.
My mother remarried in 2009 after about 12 years of being a single "mother" even though she is a terrible one at that.
I hate my step dad. He's a drunk ass bitch and he doesn't even care about love. He spoiled my step brother all his life and look at him now. He ignores his dad unless he needs something.
In my moms room, theres this picture of them kissing. That was the day he asked her if she would marry him. I remember thinking "NO!" I actually walked in on them fucking before. It was gross.
Im not allowed to talk to any of my family members. My mom is the reason for my pain. The reason why I never feel as if I am never good enough. Thanks Dominique Clarissa Slone.
You gave birth to me but you will never feel my love for you because it does not exsist.
