|
|
|
As you all may or may not know.. I rarely write about my past times.. For one reason and one reason only, It hurts.. Alot.
The reason it hurts is because I had a troubled childhood, I was always getting into trouble and what not..
This story takes place about.. 6 years ago, I was with my dad, (Or at least that's what I thought at the time) I was about 9 years old, My mom and dad didn't get along very well, It eventually built up until I was 13, and there was some commotion in the "back room" (Where they used to smoke) This was in a small town called Alvinston, And this was home..
Turns out the ruckus in the back was my mother and father fighting.. I was in a state of shock, I had no clue what to do.. So I did what any normal person would do.. I found a phone and I called 9-1-1 on my father.. Heres the funny thing.. A few weeks before that.. I found out that he wasn't my real father.. He cared for me for the years that he did, but that's it (I still love him though, And he still loves me) I asked my mom who my real dad was.. Here's what we nailed the possibilities down too, I was talking to me mother before all this s**t happened, And she told me, "Skyler, He isn't your father.." I wasn't in that much of shock because I was kind of already catching on, But thing was.. It was the story of who my DAD actually could be that frightened me.. On one side it could be the pervert who drugged her drink with the date rape drug.. As soon as she said that I felt heavy-hearted, on the other side we didn't know yet, That is, Not until a year later that my aunt, stumbles across a friend of my mothers on Facebook (Good ole social sites) His name was Cory.. My mom and him got talking and were thinking of getting DNA testing done (swabbing on the tongue) to find out if Cory was infact my true dad, I messaged him two paragraphs or more.. (I'm not on Facebook alot..) then we met up in real, he was pretty relaxed.. then we did the DNA testing package, and we just sorta.. talked a bit, 3 weeks later, Cory decides to stay a couple nights (No big deal..) Nights, turn into weeks, later that week, We get the results back, I come home from high-school and my mom gestures me into her room, They then hand me the package and tell me to read it.. (Heh.. wow) 99.9999999% Positive that Skyler is Corys son.. (I honestly didn't know what to think.. I was so thankful that I had a dad..) That was the day my outlook on life changed dramatically, I was less mean, hurtful and rude, It's like what I wanted in life, Was finally there, And I was loving it... A of couple days later, Dad (Cory) moves in with us.. Nyla (Our new dog) lives with us now too.. It's a big change for my younger siblings, But they got used to it.. Anyways I just wanted to write this because I can.. More will be written soon.. Love, Conseqq
 Conseqq · Mon Dec 08, 2014 @ 04:14am · 4 Comments |
|
|
|
|
|
