A night on the run
Thing had gone perfectly all night long and much to my surprise they would continue to do so. A few hours after lights out I “woke up” to use the…
Continue readingThe unwinding begins
We had all begun to notice Stacy’s change in, well everything. She wasn’t taking care of the boys and was never home. She would have a million excuses but no…
Continue readingThe escape plan
The second time around I put way more planing into things. Well more planing into how I would get out not so much how I would get away. My main…
Continue readingI am
I am brave, I am strong and I am independent but even still I am a coward, I am weak and I am dependent. I am kind, I am giving…
Continue readingThe chaos continues
Even after the horrible thing I had done I was still fighting my mom on everything. We ended up in court and I ended up in a detention center. I…
Continue readingThe charade of calm
Things at Tom and Stacy’s became what you would call normal. They fought from time to time but nothing like I had seen previous to this. We had a semi…
Continue readingUnforgivable act
It wasn’t long into my high schools days that I had become more than anyone could handle. I had met a boy that I was “in love” with and at…
Continue readingThe demons reside here
I had no desire to leave this dark place I had found comfort in. All the things that were wrong with me were perfectly okay here. This was where every…
Continue reading1 Step forward 6 steps back
School had gotten better now that I was in a whole new place. I had found some kids I could chat with and a few teachers I clicked well with….
Continue readingSlow unwinding
Things calmed down a bit after that fight. Tom came home with a peace offering in the form of an ounce of weed and a pack of blunt wraps and…
Continue readingThe storm I didn’t see coming
It wasn’t long after I moved my stuff in that I found out I may have bit off more than I could chew when it came to these two and…
Continue readingA little out of place
Starting at a new school was both exciting and nerve racking at the same time, but I was ready. I remember being worried that because this school was for “troubled”…
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