Nommy-Net

Disclaimer: Thank you to my lovely and wonderful friend Nommy-Net My writing has helped me heal and to grow and bond with someone who has gone through similar problems helps to grow even more. Special: The Prince: My Baby Boy The Prince was a beautiful little boy. He had bright blonde hair and freckles. He loved to play, talk, and just be with his big sister. When he was young and things were bad, she would stay up late and feed him and watch cartoons with him. She was always there except when she was in school. However, because things had to change, he was taken away from his best friend for many years. He lived with a wonderful gay couple

Disclaimer: I only remember bits and pieces of what happened, but this it all in my words. ---round 2--- "The Garage" The garage was a place that only Mommy, her boyfriends, and Daddy could go into. It was not allowed for the Princess or the Prince to go in there at all. Whatever reason that they needed Mommy for, they would just have to wait. Sometimes, that meant all day and all night. The Prince would stay in his stinky diaper all day since the Princess didn't know how to change it. That also meant that no homework was ever done or any cleaning. One time, the Princess did make it out to the garage because there wasn't any food in the h

Disclaimer: I was told on more than one occasion that I needed to write something like this out. It is the story of how a person can be born in the middle of filth, grit, and grime, and be able to rise above and make the best of life. I was a child during this time, so it won't be linear and some things may be a little exaggerated (such as times), but it is all very very true. I hope that someone will read this. You don't have to comment, but just seeing the views makes me feel a wee bit better. ------- Here we go! ------- Once upon a time, there was a little Princess. She lived in a small house with her Mommy and Grandma by a huge park.