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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

this is real and its my story

we can start off from when i was a baby my mom left my dad he beat her and my brother and sisters so my mom moved to Oklahoma from florida so that was the end of my dad till he tried to come back when i was around the age of 3 anyways at the age of 4 i was adopted by a lady named Stacy you see drug addictions run threw my family and its very difficult to over come it i have over come it but it wasn't easy my mother on the other hand had it alil harder then the rest of us. she was addicted to drugs so her kids were kinda taken from her so all of my sisters Amanda a hope a and crystal and my brother sam went to go live with my grandma at this time and i was adopted and i was 4 although i still got to see my mom often i didn't even know I was adopted being that young i had no idea what was really going on all i knew was i missed my mom often and i always thought that she was at work or sick. later as i got older i started to understand and then as soon as i did my mom died from a drug over dose i was the age of 8 and my sisters found her dead. it was a tragic memory and to this day me being 18 i still haven't gotten over it anyways i will carry on life was good until mother passed away at this time i became a different person i went from a  happy energetic little girl to a dark and depressing little girl i started getting made of at school i was constantly bullied in 5th grade one of my friends was getting bullied because of me because she hong out with me lets just say that boy went home with a broken nose and i went home with a busted lip. soon after this me still being depressing at the age of 9.... i was taught something cruel and horrible i was taught that life is about men and there needs that you have to give a piece of your self in order to keep them happy and as long as there happy your happy because they can make your life a living hell so you're reading this and your probably wondering who taught me such a thing ... well he was my brother and as you see i was adopted and my adoption family had kids two boys and a girl ... anyways so keep in mind i live with my brother and he's sexually abusing me and I'm being bullied at school and my mom had just passed away.... a little bit goes on and I'm staying the night at my friend allyssas house its her birthday(shes the one that got bullied because of me) and lots of girls are over i say about 15 girls and we were camping out side well the girls tent was full that night so i go to sleep in the boys tent her dad thought it was a good idea because theres only two boys in that tent her dad and her younger brother lois ... we theres a reason he thought this was a good idea in the middle of the night i woke up to his hand down my pants i started to show signs of waking up and he quickly pulled his hand back out at this point theres was nothing i could do and i was use to it so i just rolled back over and when back to bed this was my breaking point allyssas was my only friend and my best friend but i stopped talking to her because i didn't want to be around her dad and so in this world at the age of  10 i have no friends I'm being bullied and being sexually abused i have no one my mom is dead... So I start cutting my self what else is there to do i have to have some kind of control over my pain funny thing is my brother saw my cuts every time and acted as if he never saw them and continued with his business. i do this for a few years and then i hit the age of 12 my adoption father finds my cuts and scars and makes me promise id never do again while he cried ..... I didn't do it again until a month later he died from a drug over dose. at this point in time i fell into the drugs pretty hard at the age of 12 and only in 6th grade i was snorting oxycottons and loratabs and was getting high with my brother and was also smoking and still cutting i had no body. in 7th grade a made a friend her name was sarah i was on the volley balls and basketball team with her. sarah was popular so talking to her i learned the right social skills and the right way to look so i started doing my hair different and learned how to talk to people because of her i wasn't getting bullied anymore she was a true friend just like allyssa once was sarah stuck up for me she was always there for me she was like momma bear to me and i had also lost her back to having no friends my mom and adoption dad dead and adoption mom wanting nothing to do with me i continue the drugs and then tried to kill my self in 8th grade shortly after making the decision i remember how quickly i changed my mind and how scary everything got and thats when i stopped cutting i decided i wanted to do something with my life i didn't know how or when but i know i wanted to. after this i went to shadow mountain and was there on my 14th birthday i know this for a fact because i can actually remember my 15th birthday anyways i got out shortly after my birthday and that was when i truly felt different i felt i was walking back into my old life but no one around me even knew who i was. shortly after this my sisters ex husband made me had sex with him he was very forceful. i dropped out of 8th grade because of shadow Mt so i had to repeat a year right before shadow Mt a man named dave had moved in he was to be my new father figure so when i was back at home we started bonding he seemed to be a nice guy and he helped me pick up the guitar and my brother had moved out when he moved in so at this point seemed like stuff was starting to look up i met a boy named Joshua and he was a sweet guy everything was fine and i was with just till age of 15 then dave had sexually abused me in the hot tub we had at stacys house i kept this to my self for along time up until i had a break down about it and told my counselor then while being with josh i moved to my sisters dads house in broken arrow i lived there for 2 years while still with josh at the age of 17 i put dave in jail for 12 years after this i fell back into the drugs pretty hard taking loratabs by mouth I've struggled with pain killers threw out my life. after this i bounced from my dads house to markies apartment which is joshes sisters to my own apartment yes at the age of 17 i had my own apartment and my own job but what everyone doesn't is how controlling josh was sexually he gave me my own time and we only did it when i was comfortable but mentally he ruined me i fell back into drugs and pushed my self away from him mean while i give him the apartment i start bouncing from house to house then while I'm still paying for joshes rent he shuts my phone off and i basically fell off the face of the earth mean while my procecuter nalani helped me get my life back on track its because of her that i believe  so  strongly in the super man symbol nalani  is a mother and my hero and she always will be she saved me from going back to josh and so this is what my life is like now iim sober I'm  about to graduate from high school i life in a good environment  and I'm  soon to be dating a girl named kenzi  ii believe  she will show me what love is really  suppose to  be like and i no longer get bullied  in fact  I'm known  for beauty for my "perfect"  teeth my long brown hair skinny body pale skin and blue eyes this is my life now and its hard to believe that i deserve all of it but i sure am thankful. my name is unsuperior318 and i want to make a difference and give hope.


Submitted: February 11, 2015

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SeymoreTheClown

I can say that I've had similar difficulties in my life but very minute in comparison to other people's. I did try to read all of your story. However, there was hardly any formatting or punctuation. I know you're "trying to get your story out there" but lacking these can deter people from reading the entire thing.
Just thought I'd leave you with some food for thought.
-STC :)

Wed, February 11th, 2015 5:10pm

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thanks and yes ive been trying to work on it thank you for the advice.

Wed, February 11th, 2015 9:20am

Stormbird Throneshaker

For some, other than others, their lives are heavenly, or as close to heavenly as they can get, on this side of life. For others, rather than some, their lives are hellish, or as close to hellish as they can get, on this side of life. Your life has fallen into the second catagory. God has never meant for any of his creation to suffer what Satan has meant for all of mankind, since the garden of Eden, and that is to fall and be destroyed, to make God suffer. You can say, other than being nailed to a cross, after being beaten to a bloody pulp, that you have suffered at the hands of men and women who are filled with the spirits of devils wanting you to fall and to be destroyed. Be an overcomer and turn your life over to God through Jesus so that your eternity will be forever and your short life of hell and tortures will be but a blink of the eye. DON'T LET SATAN DESTROY YOU. You may be able to lead others out of the hell you've been through, because with God, all things are possible. You know where you've been, and that you don't want to go back to a living, without a purpose. Find yourself a church family, as I have. If you want the whole, unbuttered, or covered over truth, seek out the SEVENTH DAY ADVENTIST church. That's where I go, and regardless of, if you do, or if you don't, find a church family, in any church of your choice. I can only make suggestions, but the choices are yours and yours alone. If any church dosen't accept you, because of your past, then find another, because they aren't following what Jesus taught. Your body is the temple of Christ and if he lives and dwells there and you're holding his hand, he'll never let go. He is our heavenly father who truly cares for and loves his children. And yes, he knows we've made mistakes, but he's telling us this: SO MY CHILD, YOU HAVE FALLEN. DO YOU WANT TO GET BACK UP ON YOUR FEET AND TRY AGAIN? I'LL HELP YOU FOR AS LONG AS IT IS YOUR WILL NOT TO GIVE UP.
Your story gets an "I LIKE IT" from me !!!

Wed, February 11th, 2015 6:43pm

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i have found my self a family threw nalani in my story and i follow god and worship him and his name but what im really seeking for is to show others to not lose hope and to never give up i wanna make a difference by showing people what ive been threw

Wed, February 11th, 2015 11:09am

Criss Sole

It is really heartbreaking that you had to go through all of that, especially at such a young age. I do admire you for sharing this story, and finding the strength to go on. I wish you nothing but the best. You really deserve some good in your life. I don't think I would have been able to handle half of the things you did.

Wed, February 18th, 2015 8:40am

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