Adversity and Challenges
Kesha

I have gone threw quite a few adversities and challenges in my life. It all started when I was born. My mom was 15 and my dad was 17. That was their first problem. Then to top that off they were both drug addicts, alcoholics and porn addicts. They partied every day and night leaving me without a bedroom or any normal air for my little lungs to breath. I would bang on my beaten up room door in my little old, dirty, footy pajama’s crying while on the other side where crazy people having sex in my bed. So I would just lie on the ground and fall asleep. That happened for about 3 years until my dad cheated on my mom and that ended that.

My mom and I went to live with some family while my dad went to “find him self”. He never found himself. He came around about 3 or 4 times a year and sent a card on my birthday. My mom got re-married and I thought life was great. I was 5 years old when they got married and we lived in a little trailer. I was so excited to be in a normal family. His name is Andy and he has a son named Dairien, we all had so much fun together. Then reality kicked in as I push my pillow against my head trying to block out my mom screaming in pleasure and the trailer rocking back and forth. I scream out for someone, anyone to come take me away! My mom runs in naked and just laughs at me, so much for my normal life. The next morning I wake up and tease my brother, he cries and tattles. The next thing I know one of my Barbies are being hit across my head.

I remember this one time when my biological dad came to the trailer and tried beating my step dad because he thought I was being sexually abused. It was horrible seeing my step dad try to beat my dad with a hammer.

My mom is a raging alcoholic and abuses prescription pills. My mom and Andy split up when I was 13 and I had to find a place for us to live or we would be homeless. My mom was at her worse point, I thought, her falling asleep in her food and pretty much being dead. Then she met Tom. He is a horrible person who beats my mom and takes her medicine. That’s saying it lightly, he is evil. She left me on the streets to fin for myself for him. Where was my dad? Where was anyone? Is anyone there? I didn’t think so. I stopped going to school and relied on friends and boys for everything. I got put into foster care and locked up all because of my parents. It sucks how people’s actions affect us sometimes. I live with my aunt and uncle now and going threw though times but we can all make it threw though times! Everyone can make it threw the hard times! Thank you everyone who has helped me be the person I am today, that includes summit!