Story of my Life

I was born in Truman Medical Center in Kansas City, MO on November 29 1991 from Brenda and Troy Parcel. I have a 1

sister who was born a couple years earlier on April 6th 1989, her name is Karrie.
The home I lived in was not a Christain home at all, although I did live a normal childhood until I was four when I 2

was molested by my cousin.
After that it seemed as if my life spiralled to Hell immediatly. When I was six years old i was diagnosed with 3

"Legg Calve Pertthes". Around that time my parents had divoriced and my mother would not let my sister or me visit 4

my father.
My mother was an emotionally abusive women, actually at that time I strongly beleive she didn't know how to love or 5

take care of her kids.
When I was seven years old I was put on ADD medicine because at that time I was failing school and I beleived that 6

everyone hated me. That same year my school gave me an IQ test, and the results said that my IQ was 142. But I got 7

held back that year for missing too many days of school due to my "Legg Calve Perthes".
I was eight years old when I finally got to see my dad for the first time after the divorice, and I remember 8

sitting in his living room listening to "The Wall Flowers- One Headlights". Which has become my favorite song since 9

it reminds me of that time. That was also the day I learned how to swim, my father threw me in the pool and told me 10

to paddle. Once I got the hang of it he let me go into knee deep water. Later that year he also taught me how to 11

ride a bike and got me a pet bunny.
When I was around nine years old my father left for Arizona to save money for child support.
Around ten years of age my mother found a boyfriend one the internet Im not going to mention his name sorry. Before 12

she invited him into our home we met him at a roller skating rink where I met him and his daughter.
His daughter mentioned that I shyed away from her father. The thing was around him I felt extremly uncomfortable, 13

his eyes were like looking into an icy blue hell. Even when he smiled I felt a cold chill go down my spine. I hated 14

him from the very moment I saw him and when he moved in I cried because I knew he was a monster and I didn't want 15

him to live there. At first he worshiped my mother and aleinated Karrie and I. We were nothing to him.
The first time he yelled at my mother was when Karrie saw his true evil nature. I was on the computer at this time 16

and he came down stairs, told me to get the F**** off hid computer and kicked me in the knee that had just had 17

surgry on. I of course got scared and ran to my room crying. Later on that night he came into my room and 18

apoligised and asked me to come over to his computer, I did and from that point on he molested me, and when he 19

didn't he abused me mentally and physically.
When I went to my mother about this she denied it and told me to find other ways of paying attention. Soon after 20

that I started to pop pills and cut myself. My skin became very pale from the drugs i was taking and i became a 21

very distant person. I pushed away all of my friends for I knew that nobody would ever love me.
Than one day in sixth grade at the peak of my breakdown, a new girl came to class and sat right next to me. Right 22

away she greeted me kindly "Hi, Im Sarah. I just moved here from Texas." At that point I looked around the room and 23

observed the glances in our direction. Than I told her that she might not want to talk to me from now on, and for 24

the rest of the day she didn't.
Than the next day she sat next to me in class yet again and said kindly, "Hi, Im Sarah. I just moved here from 25

Texas". This time I just smiled and said "I know you told me that yesterday." Than for the rest of that day I 26

didn't talk to her yet again. All through the week she kept hanging out with me and eventually I caved in and 27

accepted her as a friend. Soon after we became friends, she invited me to her church on Sunday. Until that point I 28

have never even heard of God, so I went to check it out and to get out of the house for a few hours.
That day I became very caught up about God and ran home to tell my family. My mother just slapped me in the face 29

and told me to shut up about that Jesus crap. So I than pushed God away but still kept Sarah as a friend and went 30

to church with her every Sunday to get away from my house.
I eventually became very confused with life and began to try to commit suicide.
My moms boyfriend moved out when I was thirteen.When I was almost fourteen I tried to commit suicide in school but 31

a teacher had stopped me, and they sent me to Research mental Hospital In kansas City, MO where I disclosed the 32

abuse. Soon after I got out a detective came to our door to talk with me about this and my mother was very un 33

coroperative. The next day my father came to my door for the first time since he moved to Arizona. As soon as my 34

mother learned about him being in town, she kicked me out to live with him. A few months after moving in with him, 35

my father and I moved to Pheonix AZ and into my step-mothers house.
At first she was very nice and loving, but she gradually grew mean and creul. I once again tried to commet suicide 36

at night. I took dozens of random pills, I laid on my bed dieing when I looked over to my door and i saw what 37

looked like the spirit of a sad disappointed young boy. He turned his back to me and began to walk away, and I just 38

cried and screamed "NO, DONT LEAVE ME!!! I DON'T WANNA DIE!" Than I noticed the young boy slightly turn his head 39

toward me and I woke up the next morning on the bathroom floor by the toilet feeling much better. I had an idea 40

that it might have been God but I wasn't completly conviced as at that point I still thought that God hated me.
In 2007 I went with my church to a Dare To Share conference which is where I officially fell to me knees and 41

accepted Christ. I was alot happier from than on and became much more out going and friendly.
In high school I joined a program called JROTC which also helped my self-esteem and confidence. Over time in high 42

school I made many close friends and in church I also made many friends and joined the drama team there.
Towards the eand of the year, my father and I left my step-mother and moved to northern pheonix where he made a new 43

girlfriend. I hated this part of town because everyone there was really snooty and rich. The kids there were all 44

spoiled and knew it, this place was like a miniature version of Holly Wood. Although while in this town I met an 45

amazing guy who soon became my boyfriend.
After a year of living there My father left this girl and we moved back to Missouri with our family.
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TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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