Hello

Hey I'm so bored rite now nothing much had gone on around here we just went to eat today and that's about it so I'm going to tell you about my childhood wich i know doesn't draw you in rite but mine is a little different than a normal persons childhood well it started off like that as i thought but there was a whole different side to my life that i didn't know until about 7 years ago. Well while i thought my life was awsome my mom was being controlled by my dad he didn't let her go out let alone talk to any other guy friend or friends in general he was very jealous. Well soon after he got us kicked out of our house then we had to live in the attic of his upholstery garage. We lived there for a bout 3 years and then he got fired so we were on the streets so we moved into the only friend my dad let her see so we lived there us 4 me my mom my dad and my sister. but it was constant fighting 24/7 always. then they e got enough to get a new apartment but by then my dad wasn't welcome. but somehow he always managed to sneak into a locked window locked door and locked slideing doors apartment. so i was very much aquantent with the police which was most of my life. he last big thing that happened was my mom meeting someone new and we moved in with him so my mom saw my dad outside of a bar and we talked to him and i told him that i would come the next day but i didn't and all i thought that day was his face wondereing were i was.