2007
8th Grade.
My Dad and I were getting our lives around. Struggles were ahead.
My Mother Decided to make things Rough for Everyone out of her Greed. My Father could not figure out where the money was going that he Earned for the Family (16.75/hr and Overtime). He was doing great financially and had plans for our future, but my Mother made short of those plans because she was Greedy and Funneling the Family's Savings into an Account in a City Fifty Miles away. So my Father decided to take over the Finances and my Mom Freaked and Started Accusing my Father of Unphantomable Atrocities, Like Implanting Micro-Chips (One in her Forehead, and the Other in my Arm) and Controlling us by the Computer. She even accused my Father of Poisoning us and she used that to take me away from my Father and Run and Hide, Placing my Life in Danger. First we staryed at a Shelter Near By for 2 Days before they kicked us out because they caught her in lies. We than ended up at a relative of hers for another 5 days before they wanted to committ her because of her instability. She was reported to Talk and Refer to their Dog as 'GOD' and she Refused to feed me because she claimed the 'Poison' that my Dad gave us was Eeking from her hands and into my food.
Dad lost his Job at the Architectural Company's Engineering Department this year. Maybe it was due to all of the stress that my Mom created on a Daily Basis? Every Day, Dad came home from work and my Mom would have accusations that someone did something to me. My Dad had enough and told her to report the incidences herself. Suddenly they stopped. There were no more complaints or accusations from Mom about anyone. My Dad could not focus anymore while at work. My Mom Demanded too much attention and the stress bled over from hoe to work. Mom made a mess out of the Financial situation and Dad wanted Answers, But my Mom never provided any.
Dad found out that Mom has a History of Mental Illness that she was concealing from him. Once Dad confronted her with this, she weny ballistic, Claiming that Dad went through her things, when in Reality, Dad was told by one of her Family Members. Mom had been Comitted Several times in the Past, and when Confronted she would not talk about it with my Dad.
By the way, Dad has my Toxicology Reports, and Nothing was suspicious or they would have arrested my dad then.
Dad got me back and we were a family again after that week. I was Very Happy to be back with him. He took this picture of Us when I was showing him my Love and Hapiness.
Dad had a really rough time with my absence. He went to Extremes to find where I was.
Upon Moms Departure, Dad discovered that Mom had an Boyfriend while she worked at the Clothes Plant. The Boyfriend had written her several letters claiming his affection for her.
During this timeframe I was allowed to tear as much paper as I wanted, and they would end up in 1mm by 1mm squares all over the floor. It was to relieve stress from what my Mother did to me.