Part 2 About Mee

So you can see that everything wasn't roses in my childhood. Don't get me wrong. At the time I really didn't think anything was wrong with my life. It was what it was. I lived it and I didn't know that life was suppose to be any different. I was happy. I had food, clothes, family, friends, and school, in my eyes I was a very lucky child. I always thought about the people in the world whom I knew was out there with nothing. We all heard about them, saw them from time to time on the streets, but I never knew anyone that lived on the streets. But the one thing I knew was that I didn't want to be one of them.

I want you to know that I have a brother. A great, sweet and adorable brother. My brother is almost three years older then me, though somehow I always felt that I would someday be taking care of him. I was not alone when my life was happening. But truly, I don't remember much of him around. My memory is going and I think I block some things out. I remember that my brother tried to kill himself at one point. He was sent to a place to get help. I remember visiting him once. I thought the place looked nice and my brother seemed happier. But until I became an adult we didn't talk much more.

There was a boy that lived across the street from my Aunt's house. Mike. Now I had met Mike a few years before when I was visiting my Aunt. Mike was considered trouble. He had been in and out of Juvenal hall for breaking and entering into other peoples homes. But John got a break and was sentenced to go on this thing they called a Vision Quest. It was a group of delinquents that did and old time wagon train. They would put up tepees at the end of the day and that is where they sleep. The next day they would pack everything up and get on the road with the wagons and go for miles and miles. I was young, and I found that to be exciting and interesting. Mike really was a sweet guy too.
Of course I wasn't' suppose to see Mike. I wasn't suppose to talk to him. But we were young and we knew everything they didn't. We were in Love. Mike would even break into our house in the middle of the night to come upstairs to my room and wake me and tell me he loves me. We didn't do anything. It really was all Innocent. But it made our love stronger. He got a car and put my name on the license plate. He would send me flowers and Candy. Boxes and boxes of Baby Ruth. That was my favorite. I can't stand them now. lol. He would buy me five pound bags of gummy bears. A certain type of card became our brand. And every time he got me a card he would spray Polo Cologne on it. He would even come to my school, and put cards in my locker. As soon as I opened the door to the hall, I knew I had a card waiting. It was the most romantic time of my life. He was my first true love.
Soon my Aunt got tougher about me not seeing him. So after a bit of studying we decided we would run away to Wyoming and get married. I said my goodbyes in a way to my friends. But I didn't want anyone to really know what was going on. But somehow while sitting in the last class at school I was called to the principles office. I waited, and waited, and I waited. Finally my Aunt walked in and I knew I was caught. As a punishment and a way to keep me away from Mike, I was sent three hours north to my Uncle's house.

This other Aunt and Uncle were very different then the others. They were a little older and had no children of their own. My Aunt did have some adult children that were from a prior marriage. They were also Mormons. Now I don't say this in a negative way. I learned to love their ways and I have very fond memories from living there. Had I been wise I would have stayed. They allowed Mike to come up to see me. I think they didn't think he would drive all that way, but he did. Many times he would come to see me. I still remember my 16Th birthday. We went to the pizza parlor and Mike showed up in my favorite outfit, white jeans and a turquoise shirt. He was so funny, he was so worried about getting his pants dirty that he brought his own towel from home to place on the seat.
The fact that Mike would drive all that way for me just made me love him that much more. My Aunt and Uncle was hoping that I would meet someone new. And I did try. I met a guy named Scott. He was a senior and was very liked at school. We lived out in the middle of nowhere and he had a car. But things didn't really work for too long. I did go to his prom with him and that was nice. Finally the day came when my Aunt and Uncle gave me an ultimatum. I either stay there with them and I have to give up Mike, or they will contact the social worker and I will go to a foster home. I was a very stubborn young lady and would never let someone back me into a corner; so I finished my exams and I was sent back down south into a foster home.