How it began...

It all started when a man and a woman decided they loved each other.  They were high school sweethearts and they wanted to make a life for themselves.   The man, Billy, got into drugs.  He convinced the woman, Deanna, to join him.  After a while they had become "druggies" together.  They didn't care what anyone thought though because they still loved each other.  They had kids but since they were too fond of their addiction they tossed the children aside.  This is where I come in.  I was one of those children tossed to the side.  I was locked in a closet for four years by these people, I am still told to call my parents.  The truth of the matter is i am now adopted and away from that horrendous environment and I couldn't imagine ever calling them my parents again. I was four and weighed about six to eight lbs.  This is how much a newborn weighs, just so you understand how small i was.  I was like one of those fragile porcelain dolls.  If someone did the slightest thing wrong they probably could have broke me.  I couldn't walk, talk, or do anything a child my age should. 

Maybe you are reading this wondering why in the world is this girl saying this all on here.  Well the truth is that little start impacted the rest of my life.  As I lay here in bed typing this to you I take a allergy pill and pray it works.  I am allergic to almost everything outside.  Trees, weeds, dander, dust, pollen, mold, etc.  This is because of that paragraph I just typed above.  Since I was locked in a closet and malnourished when the police came and took me out of the closet all the things outside hit me at once.  My immune system wasn't ready for  the attack.  My whole life I have just thought o well I don't care about these allergies anyways, it's all good. 

So that is one small thing I deal with....why do I seem to be complaining?  Why is my name military girl-wanna-be?  That's where my next blog comes into play...