my story.

i think eveyone has There Story. Mine starts like this. I was born 16 years ago. My parents divorced when i was five. i never knew why until last year. they always claimed money problems, well we both knew thats not the problem. use your imagination, i think youll find the reason.

he moved out, and i stayed with mom. shes amazing and one of my best friends. we talk about everything. part of the custody agreement stated that dad was able to visit at any time he chose. And at the beginning it worked out. hed come by after school and help the teachers. it was all good.
i got used to living like nothing changed. because to me bein a little girl, nothing had. well, not until 2007.

i was now eleven. dad picked me up and we went to the movies. "i want you to meet someone very special to me. we've been dating for a while, and i know you'll like her." i met her and she seemed okay. she was nice, polite, short like him, but overall very friendly. she reminded me of mom. alot like mom. things were smooth that night. the next week we did the samething again. with the chick too. it was just like the last time. very calm and laid back. but on the car ride home, "i hope you like her. im gonna marry her. hope thats okay" i didnt know wat to say. so i didnt say anything.

so here i am. eleven years old, living with mom, dad's remarrying, i have a step sister i never met before... things changed. i changed. me and my dad used to be close. like me and my mom now. but were not anymore. i hardly know him now. when i go with him for weekends, im scared. its like spending the night with a stranger you have to call "father". i honestly only go because of my step sister. (i call her 'sister' but shes really a 'step sister'). shes a whole other story.

so im sixteen now. my dad bought me a car. a black mustang to be exact. only because i said i didnt love him. and i dont. i dont know how to love someone i hardly know.