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My Life Story.
so, after i was born, my mom would never be home, and she basically left me and my older brother with her friends while she went out and did God knows what. when she was home, she'd beat us, yes, even as babies, until my dad finally stepped in and made her stop. so she stopped beating my brother and i, but then beat on my dad. he let her, so she wouldn't hurt us. we were neglected while she was home, and when we were with her friends/my aunt, we were cared for. well, my mom decided she didn't trust anyone with us, and so when she left, we'd be home alone, with no one watching us. as we grew older, she started beating us again, and my dad left us. she found a new guy, and he beat us too. then my mom had my little brother Joe. Kevin [my big brother] and i would try and protect Joe from my mom, and his dad, and often ended up in the hospital from major wounds. well, Child Protection finally got involved, and they'd send us from foster home to foster home. after 8 years of this, i was 13, Kevin was 15, and Joe was 8, my mom got us back, custody and all. well, then it started again, only she had a new type of abuse. she verbally attacked us, telling us we didn't matter, and that we were lucky we got out of there when we did. .___. i still don't know what she means by that.. but, a major part of why she acted like she did, was because she was a methamphetamine and heroin addict. she did pot, and shrooms. anything she could get her hands on, she'd do. then a little over a year ago, she lost us again, and got us back in February of this year.
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