When I was about six/seven, my uncle Scottie committed suicide.
When I was eight, my granpa died while on vacation with us in Branson Missouri.
When I was nine, (a year later) I found a cat at his house, and kept her; I named her Littlehorn cause people called my grandpa Longhorn. I've had her for eight years.
When I was ten, My dad got so mad, he grabbed me by the throat and put me up against a wall, and broke my necklace.
When I was twelve, I watched my cousins ex-husband beat her and I couldnt do anything about it.
When I was fourteen, I was suppose to be in my sisters wedding, but my mom and sister got in a fight; she replaced me in the wedding.
When I was sixteen, I watched my sister's boyfriend beat her, two different times, and I couldnt do anything about it because i was so scared.
When I was seventeen, my boyfriend threw a plastic cup at me, really hard, and bruised my wrist.
When I was seventeen, I used to cut.
When I was seventeen, I was cyberbullied. [♥]