Blood on the Floor, Glass broken, No one to be found. 

Hi Im katie and this is my story
     Im 15, Parents divorced and Im alone. Yes I live with my dad but Im still broken. I miss my mom oh so much. The pain in my heart from her not being there is Over welming. I would come home everyday to a new arguement but one day, things went too far.

"This is all your fault! I hate you! I don't give a F*** about you any more!"

     My mother said that to me the day her and my father split up. She hasn't been the same since this girl moved into our house. Her name was Stephanie, so far this may seem boring until right now.

October 27th was a nightmare. I was to come home, I was accused of doing drugs, Having sex with multiple partners and cutting relapses.
I may be a teen and yes alot of teens do use drugs, But Im diffferent, I dont believe in drugs, I do believe in love though. All I want is Love but you know what i reliezed? I dont true ly know what Love is. I dont know how to explain it nor how to find it.
     My life fell apart dramaticlly but even today i am trying to fix everything.

My heart is like glass, Easy to break, not so easy to put back together. If you are patient you can put me back together but one wrong move and I will fall apart and you will have to start over.

Hi, My name is Katie and Im 15 years old. This is my story