*Mac_City_Trick (01)
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-I lived in Milwaukee
-I grew up in the ghetto
-Parents were never around(mom was a drunk and my dad was always working)
-Oldest brother beat me
-my uncle Doug beat my younger brothers with a belt
-Our house was never clean -_- mice everywhere, even in my Elmo slipper.
-food was very hard to find(maggots confiscated most of it)
-people broke into our house and stole whatever little things they could find
-I was hit in the face with a bat by my neighbor(my jaw isn't lined up properly, I still make popping sounds when I chew)
-I didn't go to school til was 7(child services came when someone called about us being alone in the house when all the other kids were at school)
-my dad won custody of us(haven't seen my mom in 13 years -_-)
-never made friends at school(brothers and I were the minorities and were discriminated against. It was mostly a African American school)
-we recently moved out and now live on a 200 acre farm with my grandparents
-I now work at my grandpas scrap metal company right across from miller park
- When I'm not working I teach children with disabilities how to ride horses.
The reason I'm telling you guys this is not because I want you to feel sorry for me but to know I prayed and hoped that my life would get better. Moving out of that house has been one big step for me. I just hope nothing but the best for those who struggle through life and pray you never give up.
-I grew up in the ghetto
-Parents were never around(mom was a drunk and my dad was always working)
-Oldest brother beat me
-my uncle Doug beat my younger brothers with a belt
-Our house was never clean -_- mice everywhere, even in my Elmo slipper.
-food was very hard to find(maggots confiscated most of it)
-people broke into our house and stole whatever little things they could find
-I was hit in the face with a bat by my neighbor(my jaw isn't lined up properly, I still make popping sounds when I chew)
-I didn't go to school til was 7(child services came when someone called about us being alone in the house when all the other kids were at school)
-my dad won custody of us(haven't seen my mom in 13 years -_-)
-never made friends at school(brothers and I were the minorities and were discriminated against. It was mostly a African American school)
-we recently moved out and now live on a 200 acre farm with my grandparents
-I now work at my grandpas scrap metal company right across from miller park
- When I'm not working I teach children with disabilities how to ride horses.
The reason I'm telling you guys this is not because I want you to feel sorry for me but to know I prayed and hoped that my life would get better. Moving out of that house has been one big step for me. I just hope nothing but the best for those who struggle through life and pray you never give up.