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Posted by anonymous at February 23, 2012
Tags: Family  2012 February

I really would like to start with an brief introduction about my life growing up. So, first and foremost I'm 27 years of age. When I was 8-years-old my my mom died of an drug-overdose. I have 4 other siblings,whom were 13,10,4 & 2. So 3 sisters & one brother. That dreadful night was on January 3rd,1993. It was 4A.M. My oldest sister,who was 13 at the time was pregnant,and had ran away a few blocks away to stay with her baby's father and his family. This was mainly due to the fact that,my mom kept beating her and cursing her after she found out my sister was pregnant. My mother was a disturbed woman,w. Some deepseated emotional issues. She had lost both of her parents at the age of 12. My mom, her sister(who died when she was only 12)And her 3 brothers were all split up amongst family & seperated,as we were. My mom's family took them in and treated them like dirt. My mother's youngest brother derrick,was just a baby at the time,so my great aunt adopted him. her parents had insurance money which was divided among the family members who were taking care of my mom,and her brothers. They used the monies to send their children off to college. Whilst my mom was treated like,cinderella. She said her cousins treated her very poorly,and forced her to clean,and at times wash out their (menstrual underwear). If she didn't they'd ridicule,or beat her. Fast forward, so needless to say my mom &her brother's were very disturbed individuals. They never amounted to shit,except her youngest brother who was adopted by our great -aunt. He became a chef and had gotten married. he doesn't acknowledge that we are his biological nieces & nephew. So my mom turned to drug's & drinking,my other uncle became a raging alcoholic(who suffered from brain damageand a stroke,due to the ill effects of alcohol abuse) & the other started a life of crime. So he was always in prison and I don't much recollection of him. Okay. So,the night my mom died,i remember my 3 other siblings and I were downstairs with my mom listening to her old records,and danc


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