Hii, so as you should know, i love you guys. Youre all my babies even though im sure half of you are older than me. I promised to update twice everyday but i cant do that unless you want really short chapters because of the time frame. Season one is almost over so ive spent all day yesterday brainstorming how i want to plan these last episodes out. I figured that i might either end it on chapter 15 and have a epilogue. But when season 2 drops ill also drop a wave of new chapters . Or i might just go off of imagination and try to squeeze season two in when it comes. I definitely might end up doing the latter of the two but i was just making the decisions known.
also.. THANK YOU FOR 12K, i appreciate & love you guys more than words can describe.
CHILDISH. If i chose one word to describe the people who i refuse to call parents, it would be childish. They can abandon me. Send me to a orphanage. Kick me out. Tell everyone that im apart of false accusations. But taking my sister away from me was where i draw the line.
Yesterday, I watched as Gabi had no other choice but to walk pass me as if she didnt even know my name.
My father was a scared ass boy, who lost the title of a man. He would rather give up his child, than lose his mentally abusive ass wife. Its shocking to say but he is the only victim of her abuse. She never even laid a hand on me. But it was obvious that her reputation rose above any one that she loved.
This is why i fall into depression so easily.
I lost my biological parents before i could even memorize their name, before i could learn their facial features and wayy before i could even remember being loved by them. I only have the video that i was left when they did the stupid mutual suicide act. The video mostly talked about themselves before they turned the camera towards a 1 year old me. I was sucking on my sippy cup, watching as they performed their act. That camera stayed on me for two days until my grandma finally came and found her son and daughter-in-law dead, and her granddaughter sitting on the floor crying.
I stayed with her until she died, which was only 2 months later. I then was sent to Orphans Futures Alliance, where i had the most fun.
One day a couple walked in, they took their time to pick and choose who they wanted to take home. I was the only one who they didnt speak to, so when i was told to pack my things — which was just a hoodie and like 12 pairs of shorts — i was more than suprised.
Soon they adopted another little girl from Iran. She was my bestfriend and they knew this.
Years later this had not changed, I am losing the only person that ive known my whole life has truly cared. Because of some bullshit.
Im convinced that marciella wants to give luke brain with her recent actions.
Speaking of the devil, he has been calling and leaving voicemails every damn second. I didnt think i needed to end the friendship, It was self explanatory with my avoidance.
I snap out of my deep trail of thought and drop my phone.
I sit with my back against the headboard, as Joey lay between my legs with a computer on her lap. Ms. Connely stood, packing clothes and blankets for joey to take with her.
"Mom how are you and dad affording this?" Joey asked before signaling me to look. I lean down and look at the prices which makes my eyes shoot through the roof.
"Ma'am that is 48,000 a year" I said while squinting to make sure i saw it right. Her mom hit me with a towel making me chuckle.
The thing about me is, imma find some way to laugh about something. Which is both good and bad.
