The day that I moved out of my mom’s house was a day of sadness and many angry and confused people. My family didn’t know why I would want to leave a good home. But what they didn’t know is that I hated it there they didn’t know my pain when living there. After I moved my mom told everyone that I moved because I just wanted to be lazy and hated that she was wrong.

It was a great day for me and my dad and stepmom because ever since my stepdad moved in. It was not the fact that I didn’t like my mom or living with her it was that my stepdad would single me out and yell at me even if I didn’t do anything wrong. I moved because I was tired of trying to hide my anger. I had enough of not seeing my dad and having to things that i didn’t want to have to do.

I was tired of always being blamed for the thing that my sister messed up. Or if something went wrong I was always blamed and had to fix it. I was put down to their level and they go more than than I even did and i did the most work, as I did everything that there were supposed to do.

It is a year later and I made the biggest mistake of my life by calling my step dad an a** hole in front of everyone at the Barry County Fair. This resulted in me not being able to go over and see my brother or three sisters.