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dreamofthemoon -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 3:17:58 PM)
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ORIGINAL: Asherdelampyr
I was born in 1986, At the time I was conceived my mother was on acid and pot, and so was my dad... When I was born, my mom was on acid, and watching Gremlins.
My parents split up when mom quit doin drugs, I was 3 at the time, and went to live with my dad in Las Vegas... He started doing everything he could to alter reality, and in so doing became the weakest, worse example of a druggie I ever saw. He beat his girlfriend, and molested me repeatedly, all while high. He worked legally as a harley mechanic at a little shop in Vegas, and was actually a very good mechanic, until he started getting high at work, when he wasnt at work, he ran drugs for the Hell's Angels... Because of that, and because he was never really coherant enough to notice where I was, I spent a lot of time at the houses of one or more of them... I considered them my family, called them uncle, they made sure that I was fed and had essentials, so I survived.
When I was 7 I moved back in with my mom and her new husband in Salt Lake City, UT... He ws from Germany and worked as an auto mechanic. He believed very strongly in disipline, and hated my father worse than I did. We didnt get along all that well, mainly because I had become frightened of any male that tried to be a "father" figure. He was a good man, but not good for my mom, so they broke up when I was 12...
Asher, stay away from Auto/Motorcycle Mechanics and druggies! [:)] [8|]
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