I decided to start a new one cuz I stopped half way through my other one, but here goes my life story:

It all started before I was even developed enough to know about it. My father left my mother when she was only one month pregnant with me. Which just left my mom, my older brother Todd, and my sister Andrea, then after I was born, me of course. My mom was helpless. But Todd told me that my dad was quite abusive towards her and Andrea. I’m not sure if I wanna meet my dad or not. Maybe theres a reason he left our family.

When I was four I was diagnosed with severe cases of ADD, ADHD, and bipolar disorder. I also had to be shipped in and out of behavioral pre-schools because they wouldn’t take me…

Around the age of six my mom made me go live with Todd, Andrea, and their father. The sad thing about moving here was that it was on the very bad side of town, and they didn’t have much to call a house. Todd was around twelve, Andrea only 7. When I moved in here I was beat into a gang. They told me it was the only way to survive in the ghetto. A year or two after I moved in with them, Todd’s dad went to jail. Todd was around fifteen, Andrea 10 and I was close to nine. We were taken care of by elders but soon that didn’t work out well and we had to make due on our own. A few days after the lady quit, we got a letter from the prison. (June 7, 2004)

The letter said that Todd and Andrea’s father had committed suicide… They knew just how crazy he was. Todd and Andrea were heartstruck. I didn’t really know the guy, so I wasn’t too offended. But now to this very day, I still feel bad for not helping them….

Imma skip up till 11, again. Lol
A few days after I turned 11, we found out Andrea was pregnant. Screwed much? Yes, to the maximum. She was only 13, and I was still a lil kid, two lil kids one house… What are we gonna do???
That August I witnessed my first drive-by… With some one I trusted with a lot of stuff. Shantel Blanca. We miss and love you. R.I.P. Girly. Then I went into an unbreakable drug spell. No one ever pulled me out of it, I was un-touchable, for months upon months, there was no stopping it.

After we finally go me help, and broke it, it was about time for Andrea to have her baby. It was in March. March 16, five days after her mom’s birthday. The lil baby’s name was Maddison . I was officially an aunt. But like two weeks or so after the birth, Todd went to jail, possession of drugs…. Yeah. The only good thing is that he got out two days later. Andrea and I were just fine…..

Then in late July of that year I became a cheerleader, I broke almost every bone in my body, but I had soooo much fun. And I made a lot of “friends” or so I thought….

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July 3, 2009. My sisters death. She was the only person that knew every single thing about me. We knew everything about each other. We were closer than PB&J. hehe… :’( Idk why I just laughed…..

The way she died, we were at the park, just me and her and outta no where some dude came up behind her and shanked her, right in front of me. Right in front of me…. I called Todd, asked what to do and he helped…. I don’t wanna explain more….. Im crying enough already…

A couple days after that we gave Maddy to my good friend Alex, well his mom.

Now here is the start of my Emo Spell. Its still standing too.

After my birthday, I never wanted to come out of the house, I just go dumped hard by a really good guy, but I guess he didn’t see me the same way I saw him…. Skylar McDaven….

I soon after this went to DsiCade. And met several people. I tried to hide myself as an average girl here. But we found that not possible…. Chris and Zeroplayers are my two most memorable. Me and ZP were kinda a thing, then again… I didn’t yet know what love was. So how could I be even close to sure?

I soon never was on my DSi. I completely stopped everything. Cheerleading, everything. I got deep into drugs again, and I found myself in juvenile hall. There for at least a month or two, yeahhh…. Im not the brightest person. But after I got back out, I went back to cheerleading and met a guy on DsiBook named Danny. Lol. He asked me out, I said yes, I thought he was a good guy and all. But we broke up a week later. I dumped him for JJ. Good idea? I think not. Now I think that anyway. I was kinda dumb.

December 23, 2009, the five year anniversary of my moms death. When I found out, I had no idea she was even dead. Todd told me. I was devastated. I thought I could at least know her, since I knew I wouldn’t ever meet my jerk dad.

December 31, 2009 I went into surgery. I cut myself deeeeeep in my tummy, piercing my tummy. That could’ve killed me. It almost did.

When I got out I came home and got on my DSi. The first thing I did was get on Dsibook. I thought JJ would be on and wanted to talk to me. But hell no. There was a huge rumor going around there that I lied about my whole life. Hell freaking no. They were dead wrong.
In the end of this whole situation me and JJ split up. Chris and I got together.

A few weeks after I got outta the hospital I had to go get a monthly check up. In this monthly check up I found out I had cancer. The worst among people my age…. Everyone was there for me, even my jank school, was there for me. They made a thingy at school for it. Life and Love for Leayah. They tried…..
Skipping a lil bit….

Rumor got out that I kissed a dude that wasn’t Chris.
The truth?
Yes.
Why?
Im a dumb kid…

We split up and moved on. But I moved on in a way different way.

I ran away that night. To a good friends house, Alex.
Me and Alex ended up kinda being together.
Wellll we aren’t anymore.
He got me pregnant.
I cleverly got an abortion.
Thank gawdddd cuz the father hates me.
He told me he didn’t care if I got hit by a car in the next few days…. I was crushed.

I got back with JJ but soon left him again for Chris.

A few weeks ago my best friend Skylar killed himself. Hung himself from his ceiling fan. Why? Because of me…… I didn’t love him the same way he loved me.

A few days ago I fell through the bottom step of my basement stairs. :’(
I broke my ankle. And along with my wrist that had already been split in half….

I split my wrist bone while I was in Miami. I was doing flips at the park, and ran into a tree… Yeah, I’m not that smart.

But now I’m doing fine, I keep passing out from time to time but I am all good. And I have a back brace and have to get shots every Friday. Otherwise the cancer may spread….

Im not the perfect lil girl everyone thinks I am.

Emo4ever…