secrets and lies; b*tches and h*es; who even knows?
ch1
when did my life become a drama film? why does he care? how did i get here? my life started simply and plain lived with my parents, but a year later my mother an i moved out. it happens, more likely then you think or hope. we moved in with my grandma i hardly remember...but i do remember a few details here and there. soon after all of this happened my mom went back to school to get her college degree, meanwhile she had another job. sometimes i would go to her job with her i would draw on boxes the whole time,but hey atleast i was occupied. i always loved to draw infact, i wanted to be an artist, that dream didn't last long. i eventually figured out i sucked at drawing and wanted to be a vet, i loved animals just like my mom. when we were living with my grandma we found a stray and took it in i named it fat cat...dont laugh. i was 4 at the time, i was a very odd child,but in my mind different is good. soon me and my mom were moving in with her boyfriend he lived about twenty min. away, he had a son but he was only there half the time because he lived with his mom. we all got along just fine, even fat cat eventually got a new friend. one day we found a new cat, her name was grey girl. no i didn't name her this time, we just thought to make the name simply like the last one. me and my mom both shared a love for cats, among a lot of other interests. one interest we dont share is history, she was going to school to be a history teacher, so right before she graduate she went to mexico. not to eat tacos and live amongst the immigrants,but to see the historical stuff. i stayed during my grandma during this time, but the day my mom was suppose to arrive home i was taking to my dads. i told them i didnt want to go i said, "no mommys coming home i want to stay no mommys coming home." little did i know...mommy wasnt coming home. when i arrived at my dads i went upstairs in my room to play, as my dad thought about how he was going to tell me.