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Before we went inside to see who it was I pulled on Steve's arm,

"wait before we go in side there is something I have to tell you, come with me."

"ok?" he looked all confused. We walked around to the back where the yard was beautiful,the grass was green and cut,a flower bed a long to back,with a 6 foot high wood fence, all thanks to my mom, the back yard was her life when my dad was gone. In the back was a play set I hadn't played with since I was like 8. We walked over to it and climbed up, and I sat next to him,

"so whats wrong?"

"where do I begin?" I took a deep breath," When I was little my dad wasn't like how he is now,...he gave me piggy-back-rides, and did nice thing with my mom, he was just normal, but one day when I was 9, he came home just pissed off, he walk over to my mom and just started calling her really bad things, I was in the other room but I could here things like,"how could you" and"you bitch I thought you loved me,! how could you do that!"  ever since then he beat me and I didn't know why"

I started to cry but stoped to finish," Two years later,two whole years of him beating me! I connected the dots by the things he and my mom hinted at, I wasn't his child." "I didn't want to ask my mom about it, so, I started looking at things that might help, one day I found a box in th attic, it had all my baby things, in it was my birth certificate, It had my mothers name, and a mans that took me a few hours to realize who it was. It said Rick Hall." A look of shock came over his face

"Your uncle!"

[i am so sorry it took me this long,I have been really busy with school,I will try to post part 14 soon, hope you like it! comment and rate please!]