The sad truth

Hi, my name is Aracelly Ortiz, the story you will read is based on me and my siblings a little bit.

When my mother was pregnant with my brother she did drugs. And when my brother was born he was sadly born with heroin in his system, and so was I. When she was pregnant, our father would beat her for no reason and would beat up our older sister when he was drunk. A few months passed and my brother was born (yay), but when he was born the doctors said he had a chance of having autism and ADHD. One month after giving birth she got pregnant with me. And the same routine happens again. But I did not have a chance of those symptoms.
The day I was born I was born with WAY more drugs in me to the point with I could die. so I was immediately transported to another hospital. At the age of 2 I had gotten a hernia. but my parents didn't give a f#!@. so my older sister had taken me to the neighbors and the had taken me to the hospital for my surgery. I recovered fine but if I would have gone a little bit later it would have ruptured.
At the age of like 5 my mom and dad got in a fight and the separated. so my father found a gf. my siblings and I went over and my sister would not let us eat anything because the might have been poison. A few years went by with abuse and lots more.
At the age of 7 our neighbors called CPS (child protective services) on us because we were not safe there. I didn't want to leave because all the people I knew was my mom,dad,sister,brother, and neighbors,and a few family members. so when I was told to say goodbye I did so, but when I went in for a hug from my dad he just threw my things at me and didn't even look me in the eyes, I said "bye Daddy I love you". he didn't care.
we later lived with my aunt from there until now. I was still a very troubled child so I was very bad. during the time period I was expelled from 2 schools and kicked out of one. I was starting forth grade at this point. I was very happy I had made some friends.