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pedopatrick:

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samichann:

Hello, My name is Samantha Jillian Dacudao Elamparo . I am 19 years old and my birth date was on the 28th of June in 1991 . You see me smiling right ? Well sometimes, there’s a lot more behind those smiles . I grew up in a country called Philippines until i was 13 and a half and came here in the United States . What happened before i left ? Let me tell you . I grew up thinking my father was dead, and my mother was in another country just sending us money for child support . Little did i know, my parents loved me . I grew up knowing how to do everything, focusing on school, working for our store and what not . This is the hard part . I was always brutally abused for every single mistake i made . Every scar in my body has it’s own meaning . The scar on my face ? 11th birthday, My grandpa and uncle had a fight, and they were both drunk ? Results ? A broken bottle thrown at my face . I have a lot cigarette scars on my legs, I guess it was fun that i was an ashtray . And there’s a lot more honestly . The hardest part about my childhood is that, I was also molested, about almost a handful amount of years actually . Brutal ? It’s okay, They are forgiven . I grew up with my Uncles, Aunties, Grandpa and Grandma . My mom came home once or twice every 4 years .. she would never pay attention to us, she’d always be drunk and just throw away money like it’s nothing . Don’t get me wrong, I was a kid, money made me happy when she was around, but it also hurt me that she never really noticed how much we missed her . I still didn’t know who my father was . I came here and i was 13 and a half years old, that side of story ? Let me tell you . My mom was a druggie, I was almost taken away by the social service 13 times when i was in 8th grade till my freshman year . She was a bartender, and she would come to my school dressed as if she was going to work, looking like a hoe and what not . Well it hurt me, words was going around school like “is your mom a hooker ?” “is your mom a whore?” “does your mom fuck people for money ?” I was a sad child . Until one time i couldn’t take it anymore . We always got kicked out from the places we lived in because she was an alcoholic and a druggie . I was in a lot of pain because of this . We got kicked out again this one night, and i refused to come with her . So my mom left me out in the open at some lady’s house . I turned 16 and this lady instantly said, i needed to leave because i didn’t have a job to pay her rent . On my 16th birthday i spent my day job haunting and came back an hour late, She did not let me in the door nor did she give me any of my things . I slept in the streets for a week wearing the same clothes . It was disgusting, and I was a lost child . Then i came to Tina ( My foster mom ) She took me in without a doubt . I got in to foster care because the beginning of my junior year, i had no papers, nothing. I had two pairs of clothes that i washed everyday, A backpack, a pen and a notebook . They asked me where my parents are and i simply said “I don’t know, i just want to finish high school ” . Then there goes the journey of me being a foster child, and so it began . I was put in my first foster parents, who spoke fluent Spanish with no English . I couldn’t eat when i got home because they had a time to eat, I had to sleep at 9, and i could never do homework . Then i came to Tina again . She gave up her house to become my Foster Mother . I now owe my life to her . After a few months i got a phone call from my lawyer, “We found your father” . I was speechless, I didn’t know what to feel or say . But now here I am, and I love my dad more than ever . You see, people can go through anything . But you can never judge anyone from just what you know . You don’t have a say when it comes to me . Why am i posting this ? I guess it’s time to open up after 5 years . I have two brothers and one sister,  I don’t know where Nathaniel is, Jessalyn doesn’t know I’m her sister, And Gene Marc ? I don’t even know what to say about that boy . My mom gave away my little ones . This is life, I have to deal with this past everyday .