" I don't know how things got so bad." How did my life turn out like the old barn across the street. It was my mother at first but now it was my father how could this have happened I was only 11. All that was left of my life was the terrible stench of old granny's house. How could I possibly live like this. A child needed there parents, I didn't have any how was I ever going to think of life as relaxing, fun, normal. Why did it have to be me why was my life the one life to be ruined.