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It all started when I was about 3 years old, I was just thinking about it the other day. It was a dark life in the eyes of a little kid. my older sister and I had to take of each other for most of the time. my and I got along most of the time, but after seeing my parents fight all the time we tried to get along as much as possible, it was kind of hard to do but we managed to do it most of the time. we have seen my parents fight and stab each other. I remember this one time perfectly, we were sitting around and we heard our parents fighting. my sister went into the room with my parents and my mom had stabbed my dad and blood was going everywhere. my mom had left, and called my aunt and she came over and tried to talk him into going to the hospital but he wouldn't go because he didn't want to get my mom in trouble. my mom came back home that night and her and my dad made up. when me and my sister got taken away from our parents we were really upset about getting taken away from them. we had people over at our house day and night. we thought we had to protect our parents or something, we would always lie to everybody for them it was so hard because we even had to lie to family members. we thought they were on drugs, but then the day came that we seen all the drugs. we didn't know what to do but that's life and we couldn't do anything about, because we were scared, we felt so alone because we only had each other. my parents were always in their bedroom and we never seen them, that's all they cared about was getting high. we were so lost. my mom was always hyper and so she would always color fuzzy poster, she did about 3 every hour or 2. mom would always be nervous, and looking out the windows and thinking someone was outside. it was so crazy, we thought she was out of her mind. when my mom got out of jail for the last time, she was determined to get us back, she had divorced my dad and had fell in love with someone else, his name was John Sanders, he was the one that helped her though it, even though we don't say that because after getting taken away from your parents and then your parents get divorced, you just really can't take that your mom is getting re married to someone you don't even know. Your not really happy about it. I got over it and now I love my step dad and we really like living at home . we still have our bad days but it's ok. everybody has their differences. we are very proud of our mother and I hope you see it to.

Sincerely yours,
Amber Greenlee