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okay, so.. a lot of you people, mainly connectors, know what i have a 'Tragic' backstory that i havent told you, and i think you guys deserve to know. im not going into exact detail but yeah.. so.. as a kid.. (0-3) i lived with my mum at her house, i didnt understand at the time but now i do, she couldn't afford a lot.. we had a nice house, a car, and a lot of stuff, but she didnt have a job and struggled with paying bills and stuff (i cry a lot thinking abt this so if i typo not y fault) so, eventually, i had to leave mum, sarah (or sera idk), brielle (idk how to spell her name) and pete... and brady and brody, two twins i used to play with. and i moved in with my dad. (4-5) life was good, everything was fine, i barely remembered life with mum. then tonya came into my life, when i saw her first i thought she was nice.. but she was only nice around dad.. then, she left for a long time. then, i met a girl named Zana, we didnt get along well at first, fighting, scratign, ect. but we warmed up to eachother quickly. and a lot of times in life i visited memérè and pepérè. on my sixth birthday i was at mem and pep's house (6-9) and i loved it there, fast forward a bit, to 7 years, i dont remember much but it wasnt too great. (by the way tonya was VERY abusive) fast forward more, now at 8 years. i was playing with soemthing on the rug and watching the news pep turned off the TV i turned around and saw them crying.. i asked what was wrong.. im not gonna say that.. jt wss too sad, lets say.. i used to live on hevey street.. in a white 3-story apartment with dad.. he was in the hospital.. and when he recovered, was sent to jail. next year.. 9.. it was really sad... i got a bike from my uncle and a bike from school.. they are both really cool.. and.. a while before that.. nobody knew.. but.. dad was drinking... and he was vapint too.. (im crying rn typing this) and not too much later.. he died.. and when i was 6-7 i stopped hearing anything about tonya..sarah/sera.. ↓