Okay so lets continue this little journey of an overview of my life. I'll try to loosen up on this a little bit, I started this as an autobiography and all proper, until a friend and family member mentioned making a blog. So now I feel like I should be a little more laid back in my writing, without skimping on details of course. Anyways lets go....
So there i was at fifteen watching my parents getting hauled away in an ambulance, and like I said it was a sad and happy moment all in one. Now I know there are some very intelligent and bright kids out there but still most of them would not have grasped the instant concept that, holy shit my parents are gone, my house is empty, it's just me and my sister, what the hell am I supposed to do??? But I did and my heart sank like a rock to my gut. Yes I had two sets of grandparents but my moms parents( aka nana and paw) had a houseful already and not much space for two more kids, and not to mention in a totally different school district. Then Richards parents ( aka mammaw and pap) only lived in a tiny two room house that was cluttered to the top, and did i mention that only one of the bedrooms was sleepable because the other was more cluttered by itself than the rest of the house. Mammaw slept on a recliner in the living room all the time for that reason. So yea it was an instant worry to me of where i would be going, sorry where Tay and I would be going. However after the "adults", which at that point the way everyone was acting and freaking out i felt more like an adult than them, got done talking the front runner in keeping the, what now just felt like two pity cases, children were Mammaw and Pap. Just for the very little and simple detail that they lived in our school district and no one at Nana and Paws had time to run us back and forth to school.
So the rest of that particular day was not as bad as the beginning, we went out to dinner for my birthday and went to see a movie, it was the rest of the month and year that sucked balls. Of course my sister and I stayed at Mammaws as discussed and tried making the best of it. Although at this point Richard had checked himself out of his rehab to detox at home, while my mom was still in some rehabilitation center in the mountains detoxing. Anyways when he came home to do his get off drugs thing it was awful, puking sounds all night along with crying and sobbing, I had and still have never heard a more wretched sound in my life, thank God that part only lasted about a week or so. The rest of the time he had to get over being a dickhead, which he is currently still working on but now i'm old enough i get to ignore him. Oh yea and all this was happening at Mammaw and Paps, it was all going down in a tiny ass house that everyone kept tripping over each other in. Well to skip a few steps and rather annoying and forgettable days, we stayed there about..... I wanna say close to a month, well it felt like it, and while we stayed there Mammaw, Pap and Richard would make us go down to our trailer to clean it. Yea that made sense, send two little kids down to clean an entire house while the adult assholes sat at home.... It didn't work out how they planned, we just went down there and sat.
well this is only part of chapter two but i will continue soon hope yall enjoy!!
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