A few weeks after all of this happened, my mom eventually went to jail. I know you're supposed to love your mother and all, but I was so happy when my aunt told me she was in jail. If you were in the situation I was in, you would be happy too. 

  I was going to start living with my aunt, so I went back to my whore house and packed all of my things. That was the last time I set foot in that house. 2  years later, I was 13 years old. My aunt decided to have a little talk with me about my mom. She asked me how I felt about the situation. I said "I don't know that was like 4 years ago." She just looked at me kinda funny and said, "Do you miss her." I was real sarcastic at this age so I said, "Oh yeah, I missed her and her pimps so much. I missed her beating my ass every other day." I got slapped when I said that. Anyways, she asked me how I would feel if she actually adopted me. I said I would like that. So on December 9th she adopted me. We were a happy little broken family, but then her and my uncle got a divorce a few months later. I was super sad, she's always been a bitch since then. 

  I was in 7th grade when all of this happened. I'm supposed to be in 7th grade now because my birthday was late, but I'm in 8th grade. I'm 14 now though. Anyways, I've always been kind of a shy kid. I never wanted to try out for anything just because I was super shy. I don't know what happened my 7th grade year, but I came out of my shell. I tried out for softball and surprisingly made the team. But that season, I broke my arm and couldn't play anymore. But my life eventually got together and better.