I haven’t been on here in a while… OK so 4 weeks ago we (me, my mom and 2 brothers) left our house. My mom’s boyfriend was back in drugs and was drinking every night and coming home and would fight with my mom. He got into a fight with the neighbor and the neighbor busted his head open, My mom had enough. So we left and have literally been staying wherever. It was really hard, especially when trying to do your school work and try to get the thought out of your head that you don’t have a home, and friends would make fun of you when you wore the same clothes the next week, and they thought you were just playing when you said you had no home.
Last week we came back to the house where my mom’s boyfriend is. The first night was kind of scary, I stayed up that whole night because I didn’t know what would happen since he had already been drinking since that morning. He drank All week and argued with everyone in the house.
A teacher who I have not been close to has been really nice to me through this whole experience. This weekend she took me to church with her and her 2 daughters and they were really nice to me. Today she is taking me to church with them again.
With my life the way it is, and all the past things that have happened to me in my life; I don’t know if I do believe that there is a God. But when people say: look to God in difficult times. I guess I have nothing to lose…