Becoming a survivor

Hey my name is Sharnell Im 35 and id like to tell you a little about myself. Im quiet and shy until i get to know people. I love exploring and experiencing new things. My skin is like a carmal complexion brown eyes slim waist big breast with a nice size butt. In this book youll find out how i became a survivor to everything that life threw my way. My parents lied about who my biological father was. Until i turned 13 my aunt told me the truth. Sometimes i wonder if the truth wouldve came out had my aunt not said anything. From that day forward a wedge grew between me and my parents. Only then things took a change and not for better but worse. They started to mistreat me i didn’t understand alot of things because during those times i was only a child myself. The verbal abuse was the worse and hardest thing i had to deal with from them. Often times id feel helpless and hopeless and couldn’t understand how could people be so cruel to their children. Alot of times id cry myself to sleep at night hoping that one day someone would come take me away from the place i once called home. Growing up i was the oldest of 5 girls. My sisters names are Denise Renee Sherice and Antoinette. I disliked having siblings because just like my parents they also made my life a living hell. They would always do things and would blame me for it. Looking back on it I guess one could say that i lived my childhood almost similar to Cinderella.