My Uncensored Life Chapter Two
I will go as linear as I can.
My life in Hell began when my mother ran off with my evil stepfather taking my sister and I. I was 4 and my sister was 3. I understood this man was not my dad and would never be my dad. My sister however loved this evil person. He initially did not harm her as he harmed me. I was his object of hate and she was his object of love as long as he was hating me anyway.
I do not remember much about the first place we lived with the evil stepfather. It seems to me it was a white house. The evil stepfather had a basset hound who gave birth to puppies. Her name was Tippy. I liked Tippy. I have no memory of what happened to her or her puppies. I remember being sick in this house and vomiting on my large doll. I remember being sad that my doll was thrown away instead of washing her hair out. I guess just too gross to do and throwing her out was a better option. My doll did not get replaced. I remember my mother walked us to a daycare and it was up a long staircase to the place. The child care place had lots of little blue mats that we took naps on. I remember not liking it there.
The next house we lived in I have many memories. I will write that in the next Chapter
Blessings to All who read this.