Chris Brown

is this a good story its based on a true story?

There once was a boy and still is a boy called yes this story is about me and it is true and this story is about my parent’s hope you enjoy

My mum and dad weren’t all ways a good couple they use to love each other but my dad always made my mum angry by smoking, drinking and gambling she told him to stop but he wouldn’t stop I can remember all the good times but mostly I can remember the bad times. When I was little I remember them yelling but I do remember him cleaning the house washing the dishes and he taught my mum how to drive so he wasn’t that bad your thinking every time he got money he’ll go to casino and come home late and smell like beer. my mum didn’t know at first he was gambling her friends were telling her but my mum didn’t believe them so one day my mums best friend took my mum to show her my dad but my mum fought they were going to the shops but my mums friend wanted show her that they weren’t lying and make shore my doesn’t get played by a person who’s after her money and doesn’t love like she loved him the way my loved him when my mum saw my dad playing in the casino wasting money with his friend she caught him and they went back home she was angry and my dad is like ill never do it again but he lied he kept on gambling

After 6 years
My mum and dad were divorced lives been hard on mum but she stayed strong. so we moved to Brisbane when I was 7 on my birthday me and my brother were excited about the move but we didn’t know my mum found a mate he seemed nice my mum loved him except he was really strict on me and my brother we liked him but not when he was strict. he and my mum had a baby his name was teddy this was after a couple years when I was 10 I was sick of him he was to strict I couldn’t go to friends place no TV on school days sleep really early wake up early but he wasn’t all bad he would give us rewards if we did good in are report if we didn’t he would be disappointed and wouldn’t talk to us for a day. it was fathers day we made him breakfast in bed and he asked us do you want to talk to your real father and were like okay we talked to him he said he missed us and were like we miss you too so we said bye but I didn’t close the phone by accident he left his on to so we were listening and he said something we didn’t like about us he said f##cking kids so we never h talked to him again still from this day on . my mum saw how I was feeling so she wanted to move to Sydney the first time everyone came and made us late and miss the plane to Sydney my mum was crying cause she wanted to go and see her best friend amelmal she was really disappointed I was disappointed to and my two brothers we weren’t happy but things happen you cant change them. So they made a plan to move on Christmas holiday after school finishes driving all the way to Sydney it was a fun and tiring trip. my mum was sad she moved from him she said she loved him but she had to what’s better for me and my brothers I felt guilty and sad and told my mum ill try my best to get good grades and good job and ill buy a two storey house she said thanks . He always comes to visit my mum gets happy when he visits and so does my youngest brother so im happy. But first we used to live in lakemba with my mums friend and her wife wasn’t good he’s just like my dad but that’s a whole other story. Then we moved to campbletown it was to far from church mums friends so now we live in Wentworthville and living a good and complicated life. I hope you like my story about my life