this is where my life spirals. downhill, fast, nothing to stop it. on march 30th, 2013, my mum was putting me to bed, telling me how much fun i would have tomorrow (easter). after tucking me in, she got into a heated argument with my grandmother, since she was planning on going to a bar.
you see, my mother was a pretty girl. she trusted and loved everyone, and was very naive. a lot of the guys kept buying her drinks, and before the night ended, she was four times over the legal limit of alcohol in Alabama. since her father (my grandfather) was a regular there, he was called to take her home. he got there, put her in his truck, and went inside to have a few drinks, himself.
it was an extremely cold night, that night. a random person found her, passed out in the passenger seat, and put a blanket over her.
a/n: this isnt over, just a little suspense before the next chapter :)
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my life, finally explained
Non-Fictionin this, i will finally give the answers that my friends have been asking me, without leaving any details out.
