Like I said my parents never liked me in the first place......my step-dad especially.....I call him that cause Apollo's my dad and I take pride in that......so my step-dad never liked me......he never fed me or watched out for my safety.....It was my older sister Ella who did that.....She taught me to walk and talk.....She's more like my mom then a sister but.....I like her as my sister......My mom always drank and rarely was she ever sober.....Once I took her wine and asked what it was......she smacked me and said......"mind your business you little brat!!".....I cried cause I was 6 and I didn't understand why mom was so mean.....Ella then took me to our room and said....."don't take mommy's medicine she needs that.....ok?" I responded between sobs....."ok...sissy is momma sick?" She looked sad and said....."yes...and mommy needs the medicine to feel better....." I lit up and said....."ok I won't take momma's medicine....." She smiled sadly....."that's a good girl Alaina....." I learned later that it was actually a strong wine....


For the next 2 years I stayed away from my parents.....and when they spotted me.....they hit me.....a lot...and only Ella could stop them.....but a lot of the times Ella wasn't around....she had to go to school.....and do things for them....so she was rarely ever around....it wasn't until an 'incident' that she started protecting me.....cause I bet she didn't think that it would happen....but after that she started protecting me....so they started to hit her as well.....they would lock us in the pantry when family was over.....and tell them that we went to boarding school.....so that they wouldn't look for us....but my uncle found us and tried to get them arrested.....but he failed....he was furious after he found out what happened to me.....he tried again and again.....but it never worked....so I never had any justice for me.....and I thought I never would.....