Train my little sister part 1
So when all this started I was 18 I just moved out a few months before all this started. I was 6.1 blue eyes and dirty blond hair. I was homeschooled mainly through my grandpa who passed away just about a year before. He was a stock trader and i followed in his footsteps. I was doing my morning workout when I received a phone call from the bitch whom gave me birth. “What do you want?” First thing I hear is is my dad yelling through though the phone, “ Don’t you take that tone” and that would be my Father who left before I was born and came back years later only to act as if I wasn’t there. Which my mother made sure to tell me it was my fault every day …