When I was three years old my mother and father divorced. I really don't remember the
             the divorce I just remember my mother and father being married, and then after that being with
             my father only on the weekends. Well, it continued on that way until my father finally met
             someone and re-married when I was in the second grade. I got to know his new wife, and I
             really liked her. We got along great and eventually I started calling her mom. The summer before
             I started third grade I had been spending a lot of time with my father and my new mother and had
             decided that I wanted to live with them. Not thinking of my mothers feelings I told her that I
             wanted to live with my father and she agreed, but I am sure that it must have hurt her. So I
             started my third grade year at Albion elementary, living with my father and step-mother.
             Everything was great, I like the school, made many friends, and enjoyed being with my father and
             his new wife. I would see my mother on the weekends and we had a good time together, she was
             now seeing someone new also. Everything continued on wonderfully until about the end of my
             My father had started working second shift, and I would only see him on Saturday
             morning before my mother came and on Sunday night when I returned home. So this left me and
             my step mother home alone during the week. The first few weeks were fine, but then it was like
             Cinderella. She became the wicked step mother. She became cruel and abusive, if I didn't do
             things the way she had expected them to be done she would hit me. The physical abuses and the
             verbal abuse would sometimes make me physically ill. I would become sick , loose my appetite,
             and just wanted to sleep all the time just so I wouldn't do anything to piss her off. This continued
             for about a year, and my father never knew about it, nor did my mother. Then one day before I
             went off to school, my step mother...