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Firefly House

Normal?:

What is normal? I have never known what that is. I lived on the out of town for years. I mean out in the backwoods at that! That’s right. I grew up as a little Kentucky girl. I remember my house very well growing up. Everyone in my hometown called it the “Firefly House” because of the lights that always shined from the porch and windows. The only thing that surrounded my house was trees and nature. Silence and nothing all around, right? Not really. My life was supposed to have been quiet. But, it didn’t turn out that why. I have my parents to blame for that. I lived in a wasted violent version of Woodstock in the 60’s all of my life.

I hardly know where to begin with my family. My parents didn’t really do much for me at all. My father did try. But my mother on the other hand, she seemed to be pretty jealous of me. I didn’t understand why at the time. That’s just how she had been. Out of the two, my father tried his best for me when he was sober. Other than that, they were too wrapped up into their own messes to care about me. So, I pretty much raised myself. I used school and my education to escape from my parents all of the time. I always made straight A’s in my class. I had to. Anything to try and get away from the Hell I lived in.

I didn’t understand what was going on around me at the time. Too young to understand at the time. My earliest memories in my house were empty beer bottles and cans and empty needles on the floor. Plus, every day I came home to my parents shouting. If we lived in a normal neighborhood, the police would come by my house every single day. It’s lucky we lived out in the backwoods when we did. Many people came by our house many times during the day and night. In my younger childhood years, I never understood what was going on. So, I had no idea what was normal and what wasn’t. That was until I grew up and leaned the truth about everything. I was kept in the dark and drowning until I found my way through Jimi Hendrix’s music. Through Hendrix, I learned that my home surroundings were anything but normal. Also, I couldn’t really control my factors in my past, but I could change my future and rise above. No matter what happened to me.