User blog:TheElectraFroot/My Story

Hi.

I thought it'd be kind of interesting to tell you a bit about my life today because... I needed to talk to you guys, but I didn't want to clog up any other space (I can't either; comments are closed for irrelevance). Here is my story.

My life hasn't been the best thing ever. Old home was kind of rough now that I think about it. My mother worked her butt off to take care of three kids with no support from my father. I was a kindergartner getting harassed by a girl in my class and her henchmen (and I went through this daily because I had to sit by them; go figure), my sister was a wicked young girl, and my sister was an eighth grader. Our house was old and often unclean and our basement was creepy. In 2011, my grandma, the one that I could really see often, passed away, leaving my grandfather and a dog. Already we were sad because our dad was being lazy and my oldest sister was anorexic, so this was Satan at work.

And then mom got diagnosed with breast cancer. She could only take care of us for so long, and there was no way they could cure it. And our grandfather had bladder cancer, which meant we had to leave our old house to live in two houses.

In 2012, my mother couldn't take care of us anymore. It was horrible. My dad asked my other grandma to take care of us until a few weeks. She agreed.

September 10, 2012, my mom passed away. She was 37.

My dad never got on his feet again.