dear..... i dunno ill think of a name for ya later....
anyways so....
okay so i guess the reason i am startin this is to keep a diary of my journey. my life is mostly lived through Second Life.... n i am 14 years old (( innerkid not biological! )) , n i got a baby girl named angela.
so what happened was i was livin with my family and it was a bad situation, i rode my bike past this ladys house every day... finally one day decided to stop. talked to her for a little while and she started noticin things werent right, so she did all she had to do and got legal custody of me as a foster mom or whatever. she was real nice and stuff but i just didnt know why... someone bein nice to me was forein to me and it kinda freaked me out.... i had been feelin real sick all the time but thought it was my nerves or somethin but then i sorta just freaked out bolted one night after she went to bed.

i moved around a lot livin on the streets in old buildins that were abandoned and stuff constantly movin so she couldnt find me... it started to become real apparent what was makin me sick.... i was pregnant. i did what i had to do, to survive, whatever it took. i did a lotta stealin and i aint proud of it but i had to. as my stomach started gettin bigger it was gettin harder to move from place to place.
finally the day came and it all started and happened. i had my baby by myself in an old buildin on an old couch that was fallin apart but it was what i had to sleep on. she was born on may 22, 2011 at 7:29am. weighin 5lbs 4oz, 17in long.
this lil girl is my life. she is all i live for. if anyone tries to hurt her i will kill them. but i had to keep movin around. parta me wanted to go back and see if she would take me back but i was too scared. i had been on my own for so long i didnt need anyone for anythin. i had done it all on my own through the entire pregnancy and for 3 months tryin to survive.
one day i was takin a break from movin and was hangin out in the park where i spent a lotta time. just mindin my own and lydia a little girl that belonged to the lady who fostered me ran up and found me... needless to say im back in her custody.
its nice havin real food that aint stolen....a roof that aint leaky, walls that aint drafty and a bed that is comfy. its a hard adjustment for me though cuz i been doin it myself and now there are rules and stuff and im like whatever... but yeah that "whatever" landed me grounded! ugh so anyways i guess thats all i gotta say for now
until next time
hailey ~n~ angela