Hi, my name is Casandra Reyes born in queens, New York November 10,1993.
When I was 5 years old I loved nature my heart was filled with nature couldn't stay home all day kinda. I was very imaginative and spiritual love animals and anything that's alive. My mother used to call me a tree hugger or any Pokémon. I used to play in the sand or play in the water or be surrounded by kids with skateboards I maybe young but that's what I am into. Stunts, sports, music, herbs, crystals, and spirits that's my life.
So at school I was bullied a lot my class mates would call me names, throw small stones at me and start fights with me every day. I had a cat black as night I called her midnight.. She was still a baby then. One day I came home from school I found out my baby is dead that my grandmother suffercated her. Later on that night I couldn't sleep I looked at the moon and the stars for a hour or so then I fall asleep.
Two months later my uncle died in a car accident I tried to warn him but he never listened. I went to his funeral a week or two weeks later I just couldn't cry, but it was difficult to see my uncle with no face I couldn't imagine it they had to close the casket so they wouldn't show how he looked. Either way my grandmother told me that he was cremated boy ain't she bold as hell and she raised me by herself.
After his death the whole family was still devastated by his death. And we was supposed to go to six flags with my cousin jade I guess that'll never happen. Mom got into a fight and child support. Dad win the case and I was supposed to be taken away for adoption mom and dad wasn't fit as parents at the time I was abused and neglected by both parents.. I became reckless.
Spring turns into summer me and mom went recycling cans and we did crazy things together and I was the mouse. I started to develop post traumatic stress disorder after mom sliced a Chinese lady in front of my face. Mom told me that the lady try to hit me. Mom got into more fights.
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