I was only eight when my mother had died of a drug overdose. I didn't really know my father he left me before I was born but he came back in my life when I was five and I have an older half brother name Ryan. They had lived in a small little town named Ottawa IL after my mother pasting away I went to go live with my father and his wife. My name is Alex let me tell you my child hood was rough. Starting with that my step-mother who hated me for ruining there perfect lives, my father ignored me ever changes he got instead of calling him dad called him Peter. The only person I had a relationship to was with my older half brother Ryan and not my younger siblings I have two of them and they diver me crazy. My parents treated me like I was crap and they walk all over me and I let them. I looked like my mom nothing like my father I had long black hair going down my back and above my waist and I had dark blue eyes and the perfect face no acne and I had dimples and cheek bone I was every skinny I love to run to get away from my problem at the time and my clothes were cool they were in at that time. I worked all day after school and all summer because my father and his wife would never buy me anything that I wanted or need but half siblings got everything they wanted and need and more and I couldn't say anything about it or they would just yell at me so I kept my mouth shut and didn't say a word. Now I'm seventeen and it is my last year of high school and things are going to get crazy this year.