Why must my mom always pick the horrible drug dealers and users to go out with?  The last guy was Blair. They started going out when I was in grade 4, I think.  Right away, I knew I didn't like him but I was to young to tell my mom this, too young to stand up to her.  Anyways, after awhile I learned that he had been in jail before for dealing and useing drugs.  But, my mom had said he had changed, he wasn't into that anymore.  A couple years past and everything was going fine between us.  Then he satarted doing cocaine again.  Blair ended up stealing money from my brother, made my mom almost go bankrupt and stole credit cards from my grandparents.  He ended up going back to jail but still talked to my mom often on the phone.  She had forgave him.  He got out of jail and kept in contact with her and she even sent him money a few times.  Then she made us move to the town he was staying in and moved in with him.. or he moved in with us.  I wasn't allowed to tell my family he was with us until after I had started school in this new town or I would have been taken away from my mom because nobody in my family liked of trusted him.  So again, everything was fine for about a year then he started dissappearing for weeks at a time.  But everytime my mom forgave him.  It wasn't in tell a few months ago that she finally kicked him out of the house after finding cocaine underneath the couch.  So everything was fine just the two of us again.  Then, a couple weeks ago, she brings home this new guy which my best friend recognized as a perverted drugee, home.  We had saw them making out later that night.  THe next day I left for my grandparents and came home a week later.  I haven't seen or heard from him since so that must be... a good thing, right?? Well, I gotta go.  Bye Bye xoxox