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This is the true  tradgic story of a friend of my mothers, my formally inspiration in life that guided me through thick and thin.

Her parents had the "perfect" relationship, not a flaw in sight. She was brought up in the perfect lifestyle . She was a straight "a" student, top of the class. Adored by all her teachers, as her parent would always boast to their friends. Her parents were the most caring and loving people she had ever known. Untill one day they were ripped from this world and from her by a horrific car crash. their bodies laid mangled in the crushed vehcile as the jaws of life pryed the car open so they could have the burial they truly deserved.

This left her lost and broken hearted as everyone she cared about was slowly fading away. She had no living family, no one to turn to, no where to go. 
she didnt want  to be forced into a foster home where she knew she would be and brutally bashed and sodimised. Thus leading her to turn to the streets, where she roamed for weeks to escape from being fostered out and to escape the pain of losing her parents. 
i am not quite sure how, but after a couple of weeks she did end up being fostered out, to live on a ranch.

The couple that took her in already had an adopted son. he was 4 years older than her and had already been living there for a year, he was as gay as they come but wasnt ready to admit it. 
the husband, lets call him "Bob", was a complete asshole and told her every single day that she was lucky to be there and that there were more people in the world that deserve this place as she was just a spoit bitch whose parents were to drunk to drive straight and rode themselves off, the stupid fuckers!  the wife, lets call her "Mary", was so intimidated by bob she let him beat her around.

for three months my mum's friend put up with this dysfunctional family taking refuge in her room. but soon she was hanging out with the wrong crowd. on her forgotten 13th birthday she was turned on to drugs by her so-called friend, who just wanted her to tripp-out so they could have a laugh watching her.

soon, she was doing every drug imaginable and sleeping with any guy that would have her.  she decide that she had more respect for her self to sleep around, so she started charging $100 a fuck. 

to make matters worst, bob was getting angrier by the day, this was probaly because her foster brother was starting to come out of the closet. the night her"brother" told the family he was gay, was the night bob went into a raging ramage, he took his anger out on my friend and his wife. before long they were both in a bloody mess. that night she ran away

four months later,  livin on the streets, she realised she was pregnant. she told me this was the one thing that stopped her from drugs, drinking and prostituting her body to the world.

 3 months later she gave birth to her first and only son, in a local hospital. and that was the same horrible night she found out she had contracted AIDs. and wnat was worst, possibly the worst thing a mother could ever find out, was that she had passed it on to her son, he live to the age of 5, in and out of hospital, and she completely changed her live.

she is still alive at this moment , but her time is limited. she managed to turn her life around, from living on the streets, to staying at home with her gayt "brother" and his partner who are both a great support to her.

i still see her sometime, but not as often as i use to . she is my inspiration and my role model in life, more of not what to do.