Amy_Brat

Anyway. My entire school life I had to move every year, Not being able to have steady friends.
I really disliked Kansas. Mostly for the people there and the flat lands with nothing on them but crops.
And there was this really. Douche person. Who threatened to kill my entire family because he could not party with my half-brother at my house, Drinking my dads beer and staying up until the AM hours.
At the grocery store one day, He walks right up to her and states “I’m going to kill you’re entire family starting with you and your son”.
I don’t really remember how she acted, I think someone called the cops. But its a bit foggy.
Anyway, I used to go to the public pool there, Mainly for something to do and to cool off from the constant heat.
And one day, Someone asked me to play a game, With the only ball in the entire pool, That I did not know how to play, So I got mad and sat in the bathroom.
There was a storm warning, And I didn’t know.
So, Everyone evacuated and I was there, Sitting on the bench of the bathroom.
And someone went into that bathroom and started putting on makeup or somethin, While I just was flat on the wall trying not to get caught.Luckily.
Luckily. I did not get caught. And I walked out of there after all the lifeguards left.
Walking on the sharp ass plants, And the road.
Then I remember I forgot my sandals.
Blah blah. I get home eventually. My dad yells at me, I go to watch some tv. Luckily this dude did not see me or else I would be dead right now.
We eventually left because my dad does not know how to be nice to ANYONE, And we move back to washington, And then to the really sad parts of my story.
We later hear that the man who threatened us died in a car crash.
But afterward we moved into a “5 star appartment complex” And made some friends there.
I had a rough friendship with one of the kids, Who was living with his grandmother and did not get much respect or love or anything.
Then my dad started drinking a lot more.
To the point where he would hurt things and not remember about it in the morning.
Eventually I stopped going to school just to protect my mother from his abuse.
My mom kicked him out of the house afterward. He then went to live with my half-brother.
He then took out ALL the money out of our shared bank account before my mom could change the money into a single account.
Left us broke with no rent money.
So, We moved out of there. And I moved into my friends house where I currently reside.
While my mother sleeps in her car.
After a long and frustrating time, They are now in a mutual friendship, I am going to therapy and my dad is still drinking, Although it is less than what it was.
When my dad took out all the money, I thought I was going to hunt him down and kill him, But then I had to take care of my mother, So I could not do it.
So, Me currently. At 14 years old. Will of iron. Is having a fathersday party with my godfather and my father.
And, I think that’s it really.
I missed the last 2 days of 6th grade because I was sick.
That sucked.
Mainly what is bugging my mental state is the constant fact that I want to help everyone.
And I cannot simply do that.