We found a place in Yates Center which made me extremely happy because I was going back to Grandma and Grandpa's. Back to traveling in the summer time to different lakes for camping all over again. Life was going to be great. I'll never forget the time when we were driving down the road in the RV and she was cutting up an onion. I looked up at Grandma and said, "Am I staying with you tonight?" She replied, "honey were 100 miles away from home. Your staying the whole weekend." I couldn't have been happier. Mom got married right before I started fifth grade. The move was easy on me although I missed my old friends. When school started things became rough. I wasn't from there which made me the outsider. I was made fun of and went home crying almost every day. One day I came home from school to my Mom questioning about the molestation. I tried denying it for fear of what might happen. SRS had called her and told her everything. You may ask how this all came about. Before moving I told my friend Gloria about what had been happening with my Grandfather. My Mom ended up turning it around saying it was my Dad. After a while she brain washed me into believing that it really was my Dad. I ended up going to court and testifying on the stand against my Dad. After that I was taken from my Dad and step Mom. I was happy that I didn't have to see my step Mom again because it would keep my Mom from hounding me every weekend about what she did or what we did while we were there. I became an extremely angry girl who was mad at the world. I began hating everyone around me. I started smoking cigarettes before and after school. I began running away from home constantly along with cutting just to get away from my Mom and to release the pain.

to be continued...
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