He called me today and then came over, he asked me to forgive him. My people wasn't that happy to see him. Yesturday, was one of those days that I had in the past. I thought that, that past would never repeat it self. But than again Im the one to blame for what happened, I wanted to help him. I really didnt think of what would of happen, I feel that Im getting into peoples buissness. Its just that I hate when people fuck with my family, and the people that I truly care for. Its like they just dont have a life and they seek others to hurt. I thought that maybe he would change, but really I dont care anymore, it's his life he can do whatever the hell he wants. He helped me in the past and I will never forget that. I've starting to see things in a different point of view. I always thought that my family came second, but yesturday they came forward and they helped me out, something that I really didnt expect to come for them, especially my mama'. She cried when she saw me bleeding, she took me inside her room and she stopped the bleeding, and made things better, she gave me a huge, and said that she was so worried when I went to California, and that day, b/c she thought she was going to lose a person that made her life worth something. To be honest I never saw her cry, I always thought of her as a cruel, heartless person. But I was wrong. Im beginning to see what a blood-family is. Its strange how far I came. Would I have been here if I didnt move from California.. no way....I would have been six feet under by now. Now I have to live in a world that had past me a long time ago. Have to start all over again, I dont care how long it takes but I want to see want I missed. This means, the meaning of a family, LOVE, real friendship, hard work (not the easy way to get money), education, my FUTURE, learn not to be a bitch to others, society, and all that good stuff that a average person lives... Sound like I have a lot of work to do doesnt it??? @}-