Smart, Humble & Hungry

As young people we think of the dumbest things to do sometimes.

My mom felt some type of way about my summer with my aunts. She began making me feel like I was wrong for saying anything and I began to rebel. My attitude changed I was hostile (I was wrong) and I knew I had no reason to. However my last straw was when my mother was on the phone with her mom and she called the concept of me a stray. Her words, “You know me and JT (my dad) always takes in strays.” I was NO ONE stray anything I packed my bags and left.

I went to a place that was suppose to be safe and loving but it wasn’t. My oldest sister we are 3 years apart and she was doing OK for herself and I landed on her door step. I was greeting with you need to have a job and help around here. It was the biggest trick in the world she did exactly what my granny did. Pimp me out. It was a drug dealer she introduced me to cuz her baby father and him were tight. Soon I was sleeping with him and giving her all the money he gave me. This was bull yet again I’m being used as an object. I ended up running from there after less than a year to my grandpas house.

Now my grandfather was old but moving and driving still. The one place my parents said I couldn’t go was his house. He use to molest me and my parents wasn’t a fan of his. I snuck over there and moved in upstairs. After awhile my parents found out and came knocking. I told them I was ok. I had to check in and stuff with them. You would think that a 16 year old could discern bad intentions. But nope I woke up one night to a naked grandpa in the bed holding me. Let say I bolted out of there, never to return.

Next stop a friend’s house. Eventually I had to pay my dues and I had nothing. So to the streets I went for the next year.

Life just couldn’t get right for me. Not a soul knew what I was going through. Homeless, lost, confused and angry…