ok so i guess i should start from the begining.

i am curently living with my mother but wish i was living with my father and his family because they are awsome, so supportive and caring! they dont tell me i look like crap all teh time and treat me like a dam slave1 but yea this is why i should start from the begining or else you will all think im some spoiled brat whos a bitch to her mom. that is SO not the case!

my mom had a very fun neglected but fun childhood and did whaterver she felt like doing. maybe thats why shes so messed up now but thats to much of and emotional and mental wreek to go into. my mom hooked up with a guy who was 35 when she was only 16 yea they wtill talk and waited untill she was 20 to have their first kid then 21 almost 22 to have there second but thats beside, he could be her dad! anyways they gave birth to hero and chance [no real names but it sums them both up]. in that order. then because my mom wanted a bigger world then what horse man could give her, they split and she moved to a grand new place with the boys. where she met numerous other men but not the ONE o no the ONE turned out to be my father she got pregnant then married, had me shortly after. when i was 2 1/2 she hooked up with red and got pregnant with her fourth and final child [so far] heart babie. yes she was still with my father, she kicked out shortly after i turned three. we stayed with eric for awhil but my mom needed a change so we had to sneak out in the middle of the night me, heart babie and my mother. hero and chance were with there father at the time. red was drunk and when he noticed we were no longer in the room [seconds after our escape] he came down the road after us seeing as we had no car it was pretty easie for him to catch up, now this boy was younger then my mom by a few years but not many maybe 7 or 8 so he was in shape took him all of 30 seconds to reach us. he tried to make my mom come back and almost made my mom drop heart babie [i forgot to tell you why he is named this, well its because he has half a heart born that way] so me being 3 grabed his shirt thinking i was invencible! he barly noticed just reaced behind with one hand and threw me into a sticker bush full of glass and other fowl smelling things. how invinceble did i feel you wonder... well lets just say i sobbed ok. i dont remeber any more tho sorry but i can make up an ending i just know we got away i think his roomate tire boy [still know him he works at an auto shop] saved us but the details are foggie since i was only three. i remeber a red and white blanket like a quilt type thing but yea thats about it. well after that bad split my mom swore off guys and has stayed pretty much single since then 11 years holy crap!! but yea for awhile we moved around occasionaly just me heart babie and mother but usally hero and chance were along for the ride we had lots of different houses and for a year my mom wouldnt tell my father where we were she kept me hidden!
more later
kisses

hey whats up all?
well for personal reasons i am going to keep this blog completely anonymous. no pictures or real names because while the Internet is huge and its doubtful anyone i know will ever read this, i need the security. I am going to tell the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth. no stretching it or excluding details OK! well i hope you enjoy!!