Jettson (Jett)

"im sick of it... everyone trying to walk all over me" im used to it at this point. the screaming, crying, smashing stuff and threats. it pretty much made me. i just wish my parents would stop arguing The tears falling down my face. makes me feel a bunch of different emotions. anger, grief, sadness and even fear. i just wish everything would go back to normal. before zaidyn died. before all of this happened. but, wait. whats that sound? sirens? i hear my parents arguing with the cops. I see my parents getting taken away through my bedroom window. by the cops. im all alone now, nowhere to go. theres no way they forgot me, right? im Jettson. Well, jett to my friends. im 14. at a young age of 6 my big brother died. zaidyn. he was everything to me and my parents. but ever since he died my dad has been, well not really coping veey good. he takes his anger and sadness out on my mother and I. i remember all the times me and zaidyn would play all day. not having a care in the world. i try to set my mind on all the good times but my mind just darts to the bad ones. 2 years later, im still in the system. i was put into foster care when the incident with my parents and the cops. my father got sentenced to 10 years in prison and my mother to 6 years in prison for illegal substances. everyone in here is really nice. and i feel that im actually worth something now. i made a new friend. you. sorry for the long intro. you can skip if you want. but its not recommended.