Personal...(just change the names)
When I was born my father named me Kristine. Commonly this name is spelled with a C, so it's hard to find personalized pre-made items in the stores. This had caused me some stress, but I think it's what makes me unique. That's who I am, a unique girl. My story begins 17 years ago, on July 3, 1987 in Benedictine Hospital. I came into the world screaming and crying like most babies do. I like to think however, that I was making my mark as the loud, and dramatic girl they would come to love. Waiting for me in the hospital were my parents, Bruce and Ellen K, and my sisters Lori, and Jill C. My sister's were my mother's children from a previous marriage. I was my father's first, and only child. In a way, that makes me the oldest and youngest at the same time. For the first eight months of my life I lived in an apartment that, for obvious reasons, I can not remember. My parents then bought the house I would live in until I was 13. Lori did not live with us. She lived with her father because it was closer to the special school that she had to go to. I only saw her on weekends, and holidays. When I was 6 Lori was around 19. She had been living with her boyfriend, and became pregnant. She moved in with us so that my mom and sister c
The only people's opinions I listened to were the ones of my four closest friends, Dolores, Alicia, Dana, and Erica. She explained to me that my father was having an affair, and she was going to tell him to leave that night. I wasn't used to everyone knowing everyone else's business and the backstabbing that went on. I have parents who cared enough to reprimand me. I was upset because I thought that I might not be able to see my sister that much anymore, and that she wouldn't have time for me. One day my mother was on the computer and got very upset. I would listen to my music all day, coming up with new dance moves, or trying to nail the notes of hard songs. Together we decided that I needed to get out of K. After the baby was born, Lori moved back in with her boyfriend. All through out ninth and tenth grade I did only the work I had to do to pass. When Jill was seventeen, my parents had enough and kicked her out of the house. I thought my sister's marriage would change my life.
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Lori Jill,
KHigh School,
Sunset Gardens,
Dana Erica,
Kristine Commonly,
Benedictine Hospital,
Amanda She's,
Protective Services,
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I've I've,
listen music,
i'd spend,
tenth grade,
friend amanda,
getting trouble,
house live,
friends dolores,
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