The Life of Denise

(As I grew up in a big city with a mother that loved me and a step-father that adored me, I always wondered what kind of person I would be. You see I never asked for much and in return I got touched. Touched in a way that I never knew of but soon realized that I didn't like the feeling of my feet and everything else above.The crazy part about all of this is that I was taught to love that big uncomfortable kiss. I used to dream of being loved but not by the taste of my own step-father's tongue. He always told me that his love for me was all the same but he wanted to teach me how to play his little game. As I grew up I realized that he was suppose to protect me like a father with his hands but not to use them to pull down my pants. I've let go of all the bad things that has happened to me but still I remember who I want to be. Life is not always good but I make the best of it and made sure my little sister understood. Now I'm a much better person and why I want to move on with life I believe I have a pretty good reason.  )