text: Darke September Crashing To my dad for letting me be born. 
   
   
     
   Let me ask you a question. Do you have a dad? If you answered with a yes, I'm jealous of you. My mom was 16 when she had me. She had me at age 16 because she was stupid. Maybe if I wasn't born, everything could have worked out. My mom and dad were happy before they had me. I wrecked everything they had. My dad only wanted a boy. He didn't want a cry baby girl to pop out of my mother's stomache. I was told he was out walking when I was born. When he walked back in to see my mom holding a pink blanket, he cursed. When I was three my mom told what my dad said to me. His words were, go to hell and die. He raced out of the hospital, and got onto his bike, and raced away. So, we all know what happens to speeders, right? A ticket? Yes, but something was in store for my dad that was a lot worse. Looks as if karma got the best of him. he was speeding to fast, and ran a red light. At that point, a truck driver was not ready for him, and hit him. My dad died instantly from the impact. Now  I fell all nasty, because I/m glad my dad died. He left my mom because I was a girl. He didn't deserve my mom's love. The only thing that came out of this day was my sister. My twin. She was also a girl. Oh how I loved her the moment My eyes set on her. I knew I had to portect her from the cruel world out there. So on February 21, 1997, Kenthrea and kendrea, were born. My name meant magicla water, and my sis ment golden sunlight. The family lived happily ever after......Well, I wish.  
   
   
   Text: MY life not yours, so no copying. All rights reserved. Publication Date: August 3rd 2010 https://www.bookrix.com/-darkmatter