Rough StartWhen I was born I nearly... passed. I wasn't in the best shape either. I lived the first year of my life in a hospital. How do I know? My mother told me. My mother, she wasn't in a good place either. After I finally lived with my mom, you may not believe this but, I could see the dead. It was as clear as you or me. Although I didn't know that those were goasts... I lost all my memory when I was three or four. I couldn't remember who I was. My brother had it rough too. His dad left. We had another brother, he was given to another couple.
When I entered school. I became sick. I visited many doctors. I got better. Then I lived with my dad. I became a big sister to a baby boy. But I didn't get as much attention as much as I used to.