I was walking down my street which by the way isn't the safest street.As I was walking I saw a van,when you see a van driving slowly on my street you know your screwed. Well before I tell you my story before I... well lets not say just yet. My name is Alin . I'm 17 and have 2 kids Vivi and Grover. Vivi is 2 and Grover is 4. Their dad and my boyfriend died in a shoot out. His name was Brandon. I was 13 when I had Grover and 15 when I had Vivi. My parents are rich but disowned me when I had Grover.I was always rebelling. I have a sister, who is in jail, that actually tried to kill me so I moved from Iowa to California and I'm currently living in L.A.And this is where my story starts.
