Chapter One I’m sorry for not introducing myself. My name is Sarah, Sarah Johnson. I was born in Kentucky; a big country girl never afraid of getting dirty, but then I became more of a city girl living in the big city of Los Angeles around my teen years. I grew up with my mother and my stepfather Shane, along with my older brother Cameron, and my little sister Peyton. When I was three and Cameron was five our father had left us and he never came back. Cameron and I have never quite figured out why, but we really didn’t care; we were happy with the way things were. My stepfather Shane had come into our lives three years after our father left us. I still remember about six months after my mother and Shane started dating. I got into more trouble than I ever had. There was one day that my mother had thrown a birthday party for Cameron, and I had some feelings that just made my actions get way out of control. I made my mother so upset with the way I was behaving and Shane seemed to have caught on to it really quick. I had been talking back to my mother, telling her no when she asked me to do something, I was constantly slamming doors, and telling everyone to go away. My mother knew that my behavior had a lot to do with me getting away with everything as well as not having a father figure in my life and she wasn’t really sure how to deal with me at the time. Cameron ended up having a great birthday party even with me doing everything that I did. It was later that night after everyone had went home my mother had taken me into the living room, sat me down, and told me to apologize to her and Cameron for acting up that afternoon. If I didn’t apologize she wasn’t going to let me go with Shane and Cameron to the movies the next day which I had really been looking forward to. Shane had been in the Kitchen cleaning up and talking to Cameron when he heard me tell my mother no for the last time. He came in, grabbed my arm, and then took me up to my room. My mother was shocked with Shane stepping in, but she obviously trusted him enough to take charge that night and she didn’t know what else to do. Shane had shut the door behind us, and told me to turn around before he gave me a spanking I wouldn’t forget. I know I was young, but I can still remember that day like it was yesterday. Later that night he had come back up to my room to talk to me before he went home. He had asked me why I had been acting up all day and why I wasn’t listening to my mother as I should. I gave Shane a hug, told him I was sorry, and then he carried me downstairs to the living room where my mother and Cameron were. I told my mother and Cameron I was really sorry for the way I had acted, and then headed back up to my room for bed. My mother had questions about how Shane handled the situation that night, but she soon realized that not only was Shane the one that she needed in her life, but he was the one that Cameron and I needed in our life as well. My mother and Shane had gotten married a year later and he was very good to us all. Cameron and I both loved Shane very much. He was always there for us and he made us all very happy. Shane has always given Cameron and I the advice and the encouragement to do what is best, as well as teaching us right from wrong just as any parent would do. My little sister Peyton was born about a year after my mother and Shane got married. I still remember the day Peyton was born when Shane took Cameron and I to the hospital to see our little sister for the first time. Shane picked me up to see my little sister and he said “Her name is Peyton” and I replied “She looks like a Peyton”. It was nice to have a little sister to pick on every now and then, but we were like best friends just like Cameron and I have always been. Having six people in our home things often got a little crazy, yes I know I have only mentioned five. There was Cameron, Peyton, and I, and then there was my mother, Shane, and I cannot forget about Shane’s good friend Sean. Sean has been in our lives as long as Shane has, and he has always been like an uncle to Cameron, Peyton, and I. My family may have been crazy and small, but they have always been very supportive and I wouldn’t change anything for the world. Now let me know what you think...
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