Candii Story

The night of my birth was the first and last time I seen my dad. My mom told me I smiled at him and then slapped him across his face. Damn even back in the 90s I was a bad-ass. My mom also told me I mugged her then cried until the doctors took me away from her. It took me four years to figure out my good-for-nothing "father" more like "sperm donater" wasn't coming back. I was mostly raised by my grandma in Atlanta, Georgia because my mom was M.I.A all the damn time. But then my grandma died and since I was under age I was forced to live with my mom again. I hated it, I thought I would never survive her. I went through my first three years in high school with no problems. Then I meet someone who turned my life up the fuck side down. This is my story. Candii Story.