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I don't remember much of when i was yonger. Ever since elementry school i moved every year. I always blamed it on my parents they would always get into fights and my mom would always tell my dad that she was going to kick him out of the house. He would respond with, " If you do, i will go far away and i wont pay child support and your to stupid to get a job. You won't have any money to feed the kids or to keep a roof over their heads and they will be taken away from you." That always scared my mom. Her worst fear was people coming to take us away from her. Sometimes i thought that would be better. I got so tired of hearing them fighting all the time. I hated my dad, he was the one who always started the fights and my mom was a great mother and person in general but, i hated her sometimes too. She would never stand up for her self or for me and my brothers. My dad would smack us around and my mom would always turn her head. I know she was scared of him but i never understood why she never called the cops. That's how my life was like from kindergarden up until 8tgrade. I hated making new friends back then cause i knew that we would end up moving any ways.

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One day about 5 years ago my parents got in the biggest fight ever. i remember i was so proud of my mom because for the first time ever she stood up for her self. That day my dad was furious. My mom told him to get out of the house and he did. I remember that my uncles would come to my house everyday to make sure that we were doing ok. my mom told me that she was going to get a divorce. it was the happiest day of my life. That month that my dad was out of the house was like a dream come true.

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I came home from school one day and my dad was eating in the dining room. I remember that i started crying and i ran to my room. My mom came in after me and told me that they started talking again about a week ago and that he had changed. I didn't like the idea but there was nothing i could do about it. He was living with us again. About 2 months after he moved in again my parents told me that we were moving again. Wow what a suprise. I didnt see that coming (sarcasm) well yah i didnt mention this but i was living in Las Vegas at that time and we were moving back to California. I hated the idea of moving but we had done it so many times that once more wasnt going to kill me.

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Well im gonna fast forward a little bit my parents both started going to church a lot . i never really believed in the whole god thing until i realized that church churned my dad into a good man. hes a great person now and i love him to death. Porterville has been my home. ive lived her for about 4 years now and its the longest ive ever lived anywhere. ive met so many people here that i have learned to love. and for once i have real friends and best friends. I thought that that would be one thing that i would never say iv have been here all of my 4 high school years and i am about 1 month away from graduating. i amso excited. Now i just have to wait to see where life takes me from here.