the 12 year of the living

     Hi my name is Ayani  I came from a hard  ghetto place yes I am black that does not mean that I am ghetto.  When I  was  born   my father Abdul was arrested    while my mom was pushing   me out  . I have two sisters  that means different dads my second sister fathers name is well ,well    I really  do not know . But I do know that he cut my moms throat while my mom she was pregnant with my second sister.   third sister had a wonderful father but was always gone and barely there .  He was there but who cares. I even called him dad but then when I was little I called him daddy.    Then my grandma took us away from philli  our home town .  And moved to Hampton ,Virginia   my mom met a guy he looked like he was going to be the first  guy to be good for her .  But until they got married He showed his real colors he touch us by meaning  abusing us hitting us so bad.       then we moved to Arizona , so muchhhhh better than the other states that we lived on.  so now here I am in almost 13 years loving our new life.