The Real Definition of the Struggle is Real

The Beginning Part 1

I was born on March 21, 2000. I weighed 1 pound and 5oz. I was a miracle baby. My mom left me with my grandmother, my mom had another child he passed away. Another year later she had another his name is Kendal. My father was never around only on birthdays and never kept promises.

At age 3 I started seeing my mom get beat up, women getting beat on i hate it. My mom wasn't around very often she was out partying or drinking just not there. When I was 13 my grandmother passed away 15 minutes after I got off the phone with her. In the summer of 2013 my cousin passed away, my grandmother, and uncle. They all had funerals in the same week. She was my rock, my joy, my mom. I stayed home from school to take care of her at 13 down, I made sure my brother had his clothes good and breakfast before school. I cooked I cleaned, i helped my grandmother stayed at the emergency room with her.