When I was younger, I lived with my mother and grandmother. My mother was very young when she had me. She was only 16. My father was not around very much and it was hard on my family, especially my mother. My mother was gone a lot for school and her job and couldn’t take care of me. Then she moved out and I stayed with my grandmother. Finally when my grandmother moved out of New Mexico I went with her, here to Oklahoma.

I didn’t hear from my dad for almost three years, but now he is getting closer to me and sending me money to help me out with things. He and my mother are not together, nor do they talk, but they are both helpful to me. I see my mother a lot, every break I get. My dad, on the other hand, I see him ever so often. My life is now coming together. I am in college and getting a job.

Erica
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