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I was born in Wisconsin Rapids. I lived in Illinois with my mon until I was 5. Then I moved back to rapids. I lived here for 7 years with my grandmother, and went to Grove Elementary School. I was very close with Jeff Lyp, Blake Krueger, Mike Edict, who i just recently beat his ass to the ground, Adam Steinke, Austin Steinke, and Jake Strangfeld. After 6th Grade ended I became very obnoxious, and out of control, so my mother came from DeKalb, illinois at 2 in the morning to pick me up. I lived with her for the next 3 years in Plainfield, Illinois. They were the worst years of my life. I hate my mothers husband. When finally things got too bad in that house my mother decided to let me go to live with my father. While living with him I took up drinking, smoking, and various drugs. I was working with my father at a place called Tommy's Red Hots. I worked part of the end of the school year in 9th grade until August. When I was fired for getting so wasted with my cousin that i wouldn't open the front door for my siblings, puked all over the floor several times, and passed out naked oun the bathroom floor. My father found me that way. The next thing I remember was being hit by him. And then going to take a drug test, which, by the way, I passed. I had been clean for 4 months. He decided to tell my family that I was smoking crack. (which I wasn't). While I was working in the summer my father forced me to work many hours, and put about 85 % in the bank.It Was alot considering i was working 40-45 hours a week. Then in November My father had kicked me out of the house. I slept in a ditch that night. I'll always remember that night, because the snow frosted over me while I was sleeping. the next night I went out drinking with some freinds. One of them had way too much to drink so I decided to stay in the car with her while everyone else slept at my friends house. she was halfway out of the car puking when 5/0 rolled up. I tried to tell him that she was sick. It didn't work. I had used a Fake ID that I had found at school. I took a breathelizer right after they found a bottle of vodka in the back seat. I failed it, and I was arrested. When we got to the station the found the other 2 IDs i had in my wallet. I was screwed. After that I was sent to Linden Oaks Hospital. (if you couldn't already tell it's a mental hospital.) Then I moved in with my mother again. I lived with her up until recently when my mother's husband called the police on me, saying I threatened him. (which I didn't). The next thing i know my mother wakes me up in the morning and tells me to get my stuff packed, and that I was moving in with my cousin Gina. I gladly agreed, and That's where I'm living now. But it's not that simple. After school was over this year, so was my life in rapids. I'm moving close to minnesota. Just when you think you can't be screwed over any more there's always something worse that happens. I called my father the other day to get him to send all the money that i had saved from working to my grandmother, who is now so poor she has to use food stamps to buy food, and can't afford her medications. It should be around $1,500. He said he would have to talk to my cousin and my mother to see if I could give the money to her. Now my aunts have told me that he can't send the money. And do you know why? Because he spent every penny that I had saved. Every penny that he had encouraged me to "put in the bank." Everything i worked for. It seems like everything just keeps falling to shit. And I'm falling with it. Now my grandmother....the only one i truly care about is in the hospital...what next...? UPDATE: My Gramma's outta the hospital and is doing ok. I only hope she stays that way. UPDATE: I AM NOW LIVING IN RIVER FALLS.IT SUCKS!   UPDATE: MY FATHER HAS STOLEN MY SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER TO BUY CREDIT CARDS. NOW MY CREDIT IS SHIT.. if there is one thing that i have learned in my life. DO NOT TRUST ANY ONE. NOT YOUR BEST FRIEND, NOT YOUR GIRLFRIEND/BOYFRIEND WHATEVER. RELY ON YOURSELF AND NO ONE ELSE.


YOUR CLOSE FRIENDS ARE NOT AS CLOSE AS YOU THINK.

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