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This is the period I tell most people about when playing the "Who's life sucked more?" game.

There was a period around 2 years in length where the granparents I knew died, both my dogs died, my parents got divorced, I was torn away from my friends, and thrust into a school where no one accepted me.

As for the grandparents I didn't know, my only memory is a cold dark hospital room and a mylar baloon. One grandparent was one of the three people I liked in my family. Now there is one. Otherwise I hate everyone, and it's not the kind of hate where you also love them.

My dogs were some of my only friends, even though one bit me twice and I could hardly relate to them.

My friends are still on my mind every day. We weren't given time to drift apart normally.

Well, at the school I went to I made one friend after half a year. The rest suspected me of being wierd, crazy, or lezbian. Turns out they were all right.

The divorce is actually an interesting story. See my mom requested the divorce from my dad. He though she was cheating on him with her best friend, Mark. She wasn't, and he was married. They messed up that marriage pretty well too. Though I still don't get how you can really cheat on someone when your child can't even remember you sharing the same room. I can remember climbing out of the crib. Just a little perspective. So my dad sat there crying his eyes out but I had no sympathy to offer because I never saw him in the first place. My mom went to Mark's trailer to vent, and my Dad thought she was having sex with him. OOPS!