My Mom Booted Me Out When She Got A New Family

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  • Published on:  10/10/2019
  • Hi! My name is George and I am sixteen. You could say – I'm a fully grown up guy, maybe that's true, but it does not mean that I've been able to get myself back together after what happened when I was ten years old. Six years ago I experienced the worst betrayal possible – my own mother's betrayal.My story began before I was even born – I ruined my mother’s life while I was still in her womb... Well, I guess that that's what my mother thought. The fact is that when my mother became pregnant with me, it happened very... suddenly for her. You see, she was still a teenager and had hardly finished school when she met my father. At that time he was a rock musician! Not a rock star, no, my story is not about 1that.My father’s band did not get famous, but it did a few tours across small towns in the United States. During one of these tours my parents met and liked each other. And after a couple of months, my mother found out that she was pregnant.When her parents found out, they demanded that she get rid of the problem, and when she refused, they simply showed her out: they felt that if she was so reckless, she could go and look for her child’s father now.And it was then that my mother left her parents’ home forever. So I have never seen my grandmother or grandfather.And, to be honest, I don’t regret it at all. If only my grandparents were a bit more merciful, perhaps my life would have been completely different.It was not easy, but my mother found my father! He gave her big belly a philosophic look – but, of course, he was not going to marry a girl he had already forgotten, let alone have children with her! But he promised to remember that I existed and send my mother money, when he had the chance.When he had a chance – it meant that he, too, was not rich at all. But at that time it was enough for my mother.Because from this moment on, a very difficult period began in my mother’s life, which meant, in my life as well, because I fully depended on her. My mother did not go to college and she did not have any skills that were in demand, so just to find a job was a real challenge for her. And then I was born, and things became even worse, because I needed attention.We changed one rented apartment for another because she did not have enough money to pay rent for a long time. And we not only changed apartments, but even cities.I don’t remember much from my early childhood, except for maybe my constant horrible hunger, and my mother’s tears when she would share some strange looking food with me. That was the way we lived on only what my mother earned from her occasional jobs and welfare from the government, in the meantime hoping to get her own life together.Well, the result of getting her life together was Lindsey. She was born when I was already four years old, and she was even less lucky than I was — her father just simply vanished, our mom didn't even know the last name of this man. So the next four years were even worse, we almost starved. The food stamps were always not enough because it was really hard for my mom to get them. Mom was trying to carefully avoid any attention from the social workers because she was afraid that they would take her children away from her.I don't know how this story would have ended if not for the new man in my mother’s life. He was not like any of these guys that were attracted by my mother before. They met at the store where my mother worked as a cashier, and started chatting. And my mother, for some reason, told him the full story of her life. And he, in turn, told her his. His name was Hugo, he was fourteen years older than her. He lost his wife a few years ago and was now a widower. But what mattered most was that he was the first man who did not judge my mother for her past. And it seemed that he was also the first man who was sincerely and seriously interested in a relationship with her.I don’t know how their relationship developed, because Hugo almost never came to visit us at home. But he paid all the bills and supported my mother in every other way. About a year and a half after they met, he proposed to her and asked her to move into his house. Of course, my mother agreed. After many years of moving from one rented apartment to another - never knowing if she would have enough money to pay the rent for the next month, the very thought that she would now have her own house, where she would be able to stay for as long as she wanted to, never having to hurry to abandon it or rush to pack her things in bags, seemed fantastic.She literally glowed with happiness.New 2019 animated stories that actually happened!★ DO YOU WANT TO GET YOUR STORY ANIMATED? SEND IT TO yt@tsp.coolIT WILL BE GIVEN A VOICE OVER BY A PROFESSIONAL ACTOR AND AN ANIMATOR WILL MAKE A VIDEO OUT OF IT!★ Subscribe ACTUALLY HAPPENED https://bit.ly/2J5HP7j Music by Epidemic Sound: https://www.epidemicsound.com#actuallyhappened
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