So, my family is extremely complicated to anyone outside of it and anytime I try to explain it, people always get so confused so I wanna see some reactions to this XD.

So..
It all began in 1941, when my grandfather was born, and 1942 when my grandmother was born. However, they don't come into play for a little while, so let's start in 1943.
In 1943, in a small town by the name of Deville, Louisiana, there was a family of nine children. One of them by the name of Leamon Sherdon Thompson is a very important figure in my life, my father. He was a kid who played baseball and softball, and grew up in a household where they rarely had a decent amount of money at a time. However, it was in his twenties when he gave up his dream of being a professional baseball player to settle down and start a family, marrying a woman named Bernadette and joining the company Skoal. He traveled a lot for work, so he was never home a ton to see the three kids he and Bernadette would go on to have, Sherry, Cherry Yvette, and Tony.

Well, at some point in time, he and Bernadette divorced, deciding to go their own separate ways. A few years later, he remarried, to another women named Judy.

Now, jumping to 1972, my grandparents, David and Neita had two kids, David Jr. and Tod Everett, and onto their gaggle they added Shayne, my mother.

In 1991, my mother would go on to marry a man named David Hicks, and have a son with him, Kyle. However, David would turn out to be a drug addict and abusive. So my mother divorced him and left.

A few years later, in 1996/97-ish, my mother would remarry. A man named Lloyd Fuqua, and have a daughter with him, named Jordan. Once again, that marriage failed and my mother left him, going on to raise her kids by herself.

My sister, Jordan, was three years old, when my mother met my father in 2002 through work. They would go on to date one another for four years, when my mother would pop up pregnant with me.

I was born on September 27, 2006. My sister would be 7, my brother 14.

My mother and father would continue to live separately, though in the same apartment complex until I was two or three, when my father would come down with an ulsor in his abdomen. He would grow deathly ill, and after months of work and finally a surgery that saved his life, he was no longer sick anymore. But needing help recovering, he would move in with us in our house, in Tioga, Louisiana. After that, he would later come down with Diabetes and many other things that cause complications with his health to this day.

When I was 4, nearly 5, we would move out to Deville once again, where my sister and I would attend most of our school years. From Kindergarten into 5th grade for me, and 7th grade through 11th for my sister, we would attend Buckeye for 6 years before issues with my mothers work would force us to move to Pineville, where we live now, when I was 9.

Now, I hardly ever speak to my father's other children and I'm extremely close with my mother's. My brother does not have a good relationship with his father whatsoever, and my sister's relationship with her own is definitely there, though slightly strained. My sister is unbelievably close with my father.

I'm currently 13, my sister 20, and my brother 27. Within three months, my brother will be 28, and I 14, but neither here nor there.

I barely ever got to know my grandparents on my fathers side, only ever meeting his mother. Truthfully, I could count on one hand how many people I'm close with on his side of the family. Whereas with my mother, I'm close with one of her brothers and his wife, my grandparents, both my siblings on her side, and one of m cousins. Not much, but more than the other side can account for.

Now, I've had so many people wonder why I'm 13, and extremely mature. The simple answer is that I grew up in an environment full of adults and teenagers. I learned to adapt early so that I could interact and take part. I was never a truthfully normal kid, and what so many kids would find fun, I would find stupid and pointless. My forte for creative arts has never failed me however.

So yeah, that's basically my complicated ass family story. And that's without details. Already sounds like an interesting biography waiting to happen, doesn't it?