I was born in December of 1989.  I lived with my dad at the age of four because my parents divorced and my dad chose me out of my two brothers and one sister.  I lived with dad for only a short time because he was in the army.  I had to stay with my dad’s mom, who did not really like me because I would not obey her.  I started to go to my mom’s house on weekends.  A month or two later I started living with my mom and visiting my dad on weekends.  Then my dad took me to a club and then he took me home.  I haven’t seen him in eleven years now.  I always thought my mom and step dad were keeping me from him.  That’s what started my anger problems. 

When I got older, I started to get in more trouble.  I started to sneak food I was not allowed to have, and I was disobeying my parents in what they told me to do.  I also began to do other things that were not right.
 

I started to break my family apart.  I started to hurt myself by cutting myself and other things.  My parents almost separated because of me.  I was still acting bad, so my mom sent me to a mental hospital for a while.  Then I came home and my parents were back together.  The hospital had put me on medication to help calm me down, but one day I got the bottle and took all the pills.  My parents soon found out because the school called my dad. 

After that I got into more trouble because I started hanging out with an older neighbor.  He introduced me to a lot of worldly things.  I got into a lot of trouble when my parents found out, but I didn’t care.  Soon they put me in a Christian school, and within two weeks I got kicked out of there.  The principal told my dad about this place.  Within a couple of days I was put into the boys’ home.  Now I’ve been here about seven months, and I’m learning a