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Full House Prolouge
Romance
 Created on 11-10-07
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Me, I come from a big family. And some of it isn’t even blood related. They just sort of came with the marriage that happened twelve years ago when my dad married my step-mom. They met when my dad was in Florida he was there on some business trip. My step-mom, Irene was there on a week getaway from her kids. They met in an elevator and kept bumping into each other on the whole trip. Then finally when they literally bumped into each other my dad said that something was trying to get them to go out on a date. They went out on a date and hit it off fast. About six months later they were engaged and about nine months after that they were married and had a baby. Now I will tell about the kids of our family. There’s a lot so hold on while I run through them. There are fifteen kids and counting. The oldest is my step-brother Michael. He is 20 years old and at college studying to be a doctor. Next is my step-brother, Ethan. He is 18 and is going to college part-time with his pregnant girlfriend, Amy. Next are my brother, Justin, my step-brother Evan, and me Olivia. We are all sixteen. Justin and I are twins and our birthday is only a week before Evan’s birthday. We are all starting our junior year of high school together. Next are my brother, Aiden and my step-brother, Daniel. Them there is my half brothers Ryan, 12, David and Isaac, who are 10. Next there is Brian, 8, Austin , 6, Dylan, 5, and Kyle who is four. Last but certainly not least there is Cameron who is two. I will tell you he is the cutest two-year old I’ve ever seen, but I’ve said that about all my little brothers when they were two. I love my brothers but in all of the fifteen of us couldn’t there at least be another girl besides me. And why did we need to have fifteen kids? My dad and step-mom just can’t keep their hands off each other. I seriously think that they should stop having sex or at least prevent this from happening. It’s not like they are forty years old and having kids. Irene is only 36 and my dad is 38. Irene had kids earlier than my mom and dad did. Then they joined forces and more came. I don’t even call her Irene or step-mom she’s just my mom. She married my dad when I was four. Before she married my dad she was married to a guy who was complete dirt bag. He was the real father of Daniel, Evan and Ethan. Michael never knew who his real father was. Well this guy told Irene that he would take good care of her and for four years she believed him. When she was pregnant with Daniel she decided that she had enough and she left to live with her mother. My dad and mom met in college. My mom was the pretty girl and my dad was the smart guy (nerd) in school. That’s sort of how we survive with seventeen people in a house, my dad is rich. Anyway my dad always liked my mom and my mom always played hard to get. She always said no when my dad would ask her out. I don’t know why it’s not like my dad was an ugly nerd he was actually pretty hot. Wait did I just say my dad was hot. Remind to wash my mouth out with soap when I’m done telling the story. Again anyway finally she agreed to go out with him and they had a good time. They started dating and three years later they were married. A few months later my mom got pregnant with Justin and me. Just hearing the stories form my dad about my mother tells me she was the best mother in world. Then a year later she was pregnant with Aiden I didn’t know what was going on I was only one but now I know it wasn’t good. Through out her pregnancy she had complications and when she went into labor they got worse. She died just after aiden was born. She held him once and that was it. I never knew her and I don’t know what to think about her. My dad says that every time he looks at me he sees her, but I don’t. It makes me sad. Now I have Irene to be the mother I never knew. She’s great at it. I couldn’t handle this many kids even with help. Now my new mom is the only one I need. Sometimes I wonder how I even knew what a girl was without having her around. I think I would turn into a tomboy if she wasn’t so girly. Sometimes my brothers forget that there are girls living in the house. My room has a bathroom in it because my brothers don’t understand privacy. My room has a lock on it so they can’t get in when they feel like it. Dating is really hard when you have this many brothers. Guys seem to runaway when they find who my brothers are and how many I have. Life sucks being one girl to fourteen boys. Irene is pregnant again and she chose not to find out what it is because it could be another boy and it would be miserable knowing that. And if it’s a girl it will be a surprise. We also have this superstition about it being a girl. Every time Irene's been pregnant they’ve gone to see what it was so we hope that if we don’t look it will be a girl. But like that will ever happen I’m stuck being a girl in a house full of boys.
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whoa this is really goodd.
the family sounds great(: |
