First's Up

Okay, about 9 years ago my parents split. My mom was extremely jelious, so when my dad came home late one day, she tried to stab him with a huge knife. I just learned about that, I always thought it was because I cut off all my hair that day. 3 years later we met the devil: Charles. He impregnated my mother and moved in. He has no soul, and I mean that. No one in the family likes him. He is a mental abuser and a phisicall one too. He isn't aloud in the state of Florida. He used to beat me, now he just yells. I never do anything right. Pretty much I live in my room so I wont have to deal with him. Mom and Charles break up at least 8 times every year: I've lived in Texas, Las Vegus, Califonia, Laffete, Amete, Hamond,Pairi,and more. But some how every time they split we ended back home in good ole Houma louisiana. During down time I write books. Yeah, books. I'm 13. I have written 3 books so far, and am working on others. So far I've got: The Color Red, The Color of a Warrior, Colors United, One Thing , and Paper Dolls and Whispered hugs.
Thats just about me in a nut shell...