Never Give Up. :) (please read)

Hi it's me. Wow I can't belive I'm about to tell you guys this but I think I should. The reason why I'm writing this is because I want everyone here to beliven themselves and have faith in themselves...so here goes.
When I was 2 my dad left me. (a lot of people know this)To me it dosn't hurt to tell people this. The part that does kind of hurt is that he has another family somewhere else, I don't know where he is and I don't really want to. He can just stay where he's at. (skiping to the age of 6) When I was about 6, I was staying in a homeless shelter. This didn't really affect my life that much, I was little so I didn't really get the whole thing. Me and my family moved out and we moved into an apartment.(skiping to the age of about 9) Me and my 2 step brothers and step sister and real sister had to go with my mom's bf to Fort Morgan, Colorado. The older kids moved before my other family because we thought it was best to start school when it started so that everything would be much easier. We 1st stayed in a motel and then at one time we had to stay at this park ( we pass by it almost everytime me and my family are going to Greeley, Colorado) in a car. Yeah that's right, we stayed in a car that night. (and then through the time we moved into another shelter and than an apartment)..(skiping to the age of about...10 I think). After all of this we moved to Greeley, Colorado. We were staying in many homeless shelters, we had to rotate to different ones each week. It was pretty dificult but I liked the people that I would meet there. We finaly moved into a house after weeks of moving. After all of this we have never been in another homeless shelter again. :)

Now from the people reading this it may sound like I was poor, but every single day that I have been living; I've always had clothes on my back and a roof over me. (even though one night it was a car roof) In my mind I was never poor, I was just not as wealthy as other kids. I had nice clothes, and food to e