December 2014

I've never tried writing before so here goes nothing. I guess I'll start at the beginning. I was born to a 16 year old who didn't want a baby. I was adopted at birth to a great family. My parents were in their 50's when they adopted me and I had one brother who was 20 years older then me. Growing up was great, I had everything I could ever want. My dad died when I was a junior in high school. My mom died my senior year of college. My brother died two years ago. Which leaves me no one. After high school o went straight to college. Enough money was set aside for me to go to school but I wanted spending money. I worked a few odd jobs but with a busy school schedule I couldn't work a lot of hours so I wasn't making very much.

Now the bad decisions start. I started working at a strip club. I was able to make more money in one week than I was making in a month at other jobs. Plus I didn't have to work a lot of hours so it left me enough time to study.