No matter how much I piss my family off, there always there for me when I need them. A year and a half ago I got sick, so sick I couldn’t take care of myself. My Mom told me, You ARE coming home. She wouldn’t let me leave, not that I wanted to, but she wanted me to get my life back together. I remember my parents were going out to do a show, my Dad is a DJ/Karaoke host, and so my Mom got my sister to stay with me. Her and her friend gave up their Friday night to Abby sit.
We stayed up most of the night, well I slipped in and out of sleeping spots, watching movies and talking. My sister and I got along okay, as long as we weren’t put together for longer than a few hours. She was there for me when push comes to shove. I never thought she would be. Ever since then we’ve become better friends. We still fight but not like we use to. I m just thankful my family helped me in my time of need.