I decided to write this memoir for my kids. Kalina, Braylon and Bryce. I wanted them to know how I grew up and what all happened when I was a child. Maybe one day they can sit down and read this little book and remember MOMMA. I want to also apologize if this memoir offends any family member, every one has their memories of events in their lives. Let me tell mines as I lived them and as they were told to me by other family members during my lifetime. This book is filled with traumatic yet funny memories of my upbringing. It's a tell all from what I went through, in my eyes not anyone else's. Hope you enjoy reading this as I've enjoyed writing it. It's not meant to seek pity, instead it's written to shine light on the real problems of society. poverty, single moms, the damage due to drugs, incest, abuse and most of all, origins of brokenness. We all have a story to tell, mine is of survival. It didn't happened to me it happened for my good. God is good!! Be blessed.

I 'm Cielle , I'm seventeen years old and work in the restaurant of my Uncle Robert and Aunt Beth. And here it is where I live. Uncle Rick and Aunt Vicky are practically my only family I know about. And I wouldn't want to know what I'd do without them. Cielle has always lived behind the curtains but what will happen if Caleb Colton notices her. "It's just coke. I get it out, " I say and take the handkerchief from him. When I do, I accidentally hit his soft hand. A warm tingle flies through my whole body. Suddenly he lifts his face up and I look straight into his eyes. He is so close, so close that I could observe his beautiful twinkling green eyes. I think my heart couldn't handle it any longer. Story is still under construction Hope you all like it! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Next update: 23/02/16