The End of My Childhood 2003-2013
It's 2003 we live in Ohio , I am 15 years old. that admission that is the hardest one to make to ourselves. And why do we feel this way? Well, I can't speak for all of the Women of this world, however, I can speak for myself. And with my three little angles , that did not ask to be brought into this terrible situation, deserved better than, ''I'm busy with more important things'' or ''as he put it. I just don't have the time today'' I can, unfortunately, go on and on, with the numerous different things that go on in one head to justify such behavior. But that Is not what this story is about either. Not yet anyway. This story is about the events that broke me. So let me tell you about my SECOND EVENT or what I like to call deuxieme evenement (French). I am getting ahead of myself, let me take a step back. Once we moved back to the states my mother settled us in Miami beach. Or at least what I thought was us settling. I was 11 yea...