My story part 2

 So my high school years flew by in a blurry whirl. Don't really remember much except the bad times. Prom for instance no guy would ask me to prom so my mother set me up with another cops kid to go with me. We were friends and that's it. We didn't even make it threw pictures before we were off to the hotel party. Needless to say I couldn't tell you what happened. I do know I got in so much trouble cause somebody under age went to prom and came to the party left for some reason and wrecked. I of course got in trouble and had to cover for my date. I didn't know if he was driving or not even to this day it's still blurry. So after graduation the fun began. I thought oh yeah my life is beginning now. Boy did I take a wrong turn some where. I ended up screwing up so bad. Starting dating a guy from OK. He convinced me he loved me and I was so desperate for love and acceptance that I believed everything he said. So for some messed up reason I agreed to go to Oklahoma with him. Okay so this is the first experience with really poor that I have ever been in. I am talking no running water at all. We had to haul water up this mountain every couple of days. His whole family were nuts and here I am. They were big drinkers. So he decided to go for a drive in my car and rammed it into a tree. Not once but alot of times. So not only did I move to the land of crazy people, now I was stuck no car, no money. Oh but we had plenty of drugs and booze. One night he got so drunk he sold me to a friend for a six pack of beer.( I thought I was worth at least a 12 pack lol) So I told his parents I wanted to leave. Lucky for me his brother had come down for a visit from Branson, and I caught a ride back with nothing. So moved back in with my parents with my tail between my legs. Cause of course when I left I knew everything. He was going to marry me and we would live happily ever after. So I lived for a while with my parents till they couldn't stand my partying and coming in at 5am. They said I was to stopped if I was to live under there roof. Well I had great big ideas to leave. So I started living in my car along with my prom date and some others. We thought it was awesome till we sobered up, then it wasn't so great but I wasn't going back to my parents. Nope I was to proud.(ha) So my BF got a call from my mother telling her what was going on and of course she came all the way from IL to rescue me. She took me back with her and started getting my head on straight. Her poor husband didn't know what he was getting into. LOL We had some good times. So I got my own apartment in this 1800's house that had been split up. Well let's just say that we had been going to the bars. Not sure what was going on but either it was haunted or some one was screwing with us. So I ended up packing my shit, saying good bye to my BF and tucking my tail. So someone had this wonderful idea to have me move to Springfield to stay with my mom's friend as a roommate. Stay tuned for Part 3