Okay, so on April 20, 1996; a bitch was born. They gave her the name Jessica Lee Moon. (: When she was young she actually had an okay life. But when she grew up, EVERYTHING went down hill.

So, I'm going to begin with saying the first 5 years of my life were pretty normal, & good (: But then shit started getting hard for me. When I was 6 years old, I had to get surgery:/ It was HORRIBLE, never thought I would have to get surgery. & When I was 7 years old, I got involved in cigarettes. & I got into ALOT of fights. Not a normal 7 year old, is it? Didn't think so. :/ When I was 8, things started to get better, then worse. & I really never had anybody to talk to, because nobody would understand. At 9 years old, I started to keep everything inside. No money coming in, we were loosing our house. Everything was falling apart for me & my family. But also, when I was 9 I had some fun times (: It wasn't too bad. Now, at 10 years old, I was becoming a bigger bitch, because of everything I went through. & Nobody would understand that, they just thought I was rude. But they never listened to me, so they never understood. 11 years old, I was a cut up! Starting wearing heavy eye liner. Fighting alot again. My dad was hitting my mom. & Yet nobody to run to. Just sit there all alone, thinking to myself; how fucked up my life really is. 12 years old, pre teen baby. (: It wasn't actually that bad, except I starting flipping out over NOTHING. I started treating my mom with NO respect. & Now as I type this I can only imagine how she feels. My mouth just kept on getting worse. 13 years old, holy shit you're in for a wild ride. At the age 13 I started smoking cigarettes again, drinking hardcore, partying, & drugs. I had one person who helped me through everything, her name is Marti Jean Leber. She was my rock. I told her everything; & I felt comftorable telling her. I had actually trusted somebody. 14 years old, :( At 14, I lost something that i can never get back; my virginity. It was a very stupid thing to do. I also started doing WHATEVER I wanted, because thats what made me feel good about myself. I felt like nobody could tell me what to do. & Even if they tried, I didn't listen. I got kicked out because I was FIGHTING my dad. It was horrible. But, atleast I have Veronica, & Marti to keep me grounded at that moment. After awhile, I moved back in, there was so much tension between everybody. Me & Marti got into a fight, & aren't friends anymore. But I have my BESTFRIEND Devin. Who I LOVE with all my heart. & I can tell him anything. & Also, I have Veronica. (: & There is one more person, who I told EVERYTHING to. My step dad Paul, but unfortunitly, he got put in jail, for something he didn't do. & Now I don't have him. & Nobody understands why I make such a big deal out of him being gone. But I went to him with all of my problems, & I'm just lost. I started bottling EVERYthing inside, & then when ONE SMALL thing got me mad, I let out ALL my anger. I'm a wreck. My life isn't that great, I quit smoking cigarettes, quit drinking, & shit. But the pain that I feel, NOBODY will ever understand completely what i feel. & I just wish somebody could, it would be so much better.

I'm going to type my full life story, that was just little bits & pieces of it.