still till this day..i still do not know where the rest of us are..i only have contact with 5 of my family members..
well where i wined up ..is they put me and my brother in a institution ..but that last only a month and then they separated us ..left me there in the institution..and it was hard .. shit that i have seen there other kids fighting with other kids ..me fighting to make it there .. and there's more.. there was two brothers mentally challenge ..i walk into a room to find them giving another kid Orel sex .. i just about lost it .. ran out of that room and got the man in charge and that was the last time i seen.. those two boys there ..just some fuck up shit and there more but .. as the first year went by i got to go back and visit with my mom and dad .. only to deal with the same shit .. well i was in the institution for about a year or so and got to know allot of people there and got to a couple that work there and was willing to help me .. they were there when i needed someone to lean on..
there was a lady that i met there that help me learn how to read and write ..she became like what i call another mother to me ..willing to help in anyway and very understand..at that time i would have never thought i would still be in contact with her this any years and still till this day we email each other ..
well after a year or so of being in the institution ..they move me to a group home and that went OK ..it had its moments..and it was closer to my mom and dad and i was able to go home every other weekend .. i look forward to just being able to get away from the group home .. and when i went home ..it was just the same ..but this time mom was drinking even more..and the fights would last even longer mom with blacker eyes , hurting,crying, blaming us for everything that went wrong ..and well i found out a lot of what really went wrong and what set everything in motion .. there were two sister mentally handicap ..that said some wired shit against us boys and against mom and dad ..when they were in school and yes having the police at the house almost every week .. and well i was able to finally able to go home after two years .. sorry i would like to say ..i made the wrong choice .. i had my chance to go with a nice couple and live with them .. that were
willing to help me grow up to be a normal person.. not that I'm not normal now..but i choose to be with them my mom and dad big mistake ..a month of being home with them..it got worst ..trying to go to school where everyone knew your past.. where you got challenge everyday and had to put up with bully's and show you can handle yourself.. let just say .it didn't last long..i was doing drugs and drinking and working to make my own money to eat and drink party .. trying to avoided home even when I'm there .. well it finally happen.. she stood on her own two feet one day .. i was down stairs in my room and i could hear them going at it again fighting ..but this time it was outside.. well i came up to try tell them to go inside the house .. well mom had a butcher knife on my father ..lets just say she finally let him have it ..
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