My story. The life of me…….
oi everyone My name is addi ( addisyn) but I just like addi. I am 16 years old and I was born on January 1. I have 9 other brothers and sisters. I also have an identical twin. My life is very complicated, and I desided to share it with others who would like to hear. When I was young, I was raised to be strong, and to work my hardest, and never to give up. I was in gymnastics at the age of 6, cheerleading at the age of 6, swimming when I was 14, karate when I was 9, and dance when I was around 7. This was the dream for me! I loved what I did! My mom was a stay at início mother, she início schooled all us kids. I thank her very much for spending all her time to início school us bratty children! =P At the age of 10 I had mais responsabilties then prob any other 10 ano old. My mom was diegnosts with cancer. She was in the hospital most of the time. My job was to clean the house, and take care of the younger ones. I still did my gymnastics, cheerleading, swimming, karate, and dance, ontop of doing school. I didn’t have to do all of those things, but I wanted to. When I got a little older, my mom was still sick in the hospital. My dad was with her most of the time, and my older brother taylor had a job. My life time friend ryan grew up with me. We have been together ever since I was born. He helps me at my house. I started to início school my little brothers and sisters. I was the mother of the house for a while. I went throu a lot of troubled days,. And sometimes I wanted to give up. But I didn’t. I had surgery on my stomache because of my appendix. When I was old enough to drive, I drove my little brothers and sisters around town and droped them off at there friends houses, or programs they needed to go to. My mother was still in the hospital. I had a joyful heart, when I did this. But at times I had a melt down. I had no time for a boyfriend. Only time for school, family and sports. My mom died when I was 16 ( like I am now) The state wanted to dividido, dividir all of us kids up and put us in foster homes. My dad was never home. He kinda disappeared from my life. It was just me and my brothers and sisters…alone in a huge house, with no parents. My grandparents are dead, and my aunt and uncle didn’t want us….Because there was to many of us kids to live in such a small house that they had. My friend ryan had an idea…when he turned 18 to live with us and be our guardian. Right now I am still waiting for the approval of the state for that….If they don’t I wont see my brothers and sisters again. My moms ashes were spread across the ocean floor. My mom was always there for me and I miss her every single day. I don’t want you to feel sorry for me. I just wanted to share my story. Maybe you have the same experience as me. But god gave me something wonderful, and hes taking care of us all. He gave me talent. I am on the waiting list to be in the Olympics. All this hard worked payed off. And I have been in several interviews on how strong I was throu the hole intire process . If you are in the same condition as me…don’t give up! Keep trying(= well that’s my story….leave a comment. And thanks(=