Gregory's Log
1048 Hours.
Yesterday I have been removed from Skipper's squad. Why? I'm just going through alot right now. Skipper is still becoming difficult with the fact that I am Jem other stepdaughter. Well now that he took away my title, there's nothing he can threaten me with now if I continue to relate with her. It was truly a pathetic thing for him to do, allow his childhood problems to interfere with his life... Actually scratch that, I'm being a hypocrite. May I should explain.
My the age of five, My father was showing, abusive behavior toward everybody in my family. Mostly me and my mother. He was a drunk, a drug abuser, a horrible person. He hit me, my mom, my sister. He made our life a living hell. After a horrible outbreak, we had to call the police. He left after he got out of jail. It was a horrible time for us. Thing should have gotten bettr after that right? Wrong. My mom then started suffering from depression. She started abusing substances too. She would go to a Friends house and stay in there for hours, making us stay there for days. We begged her to go home, And she would never leave until SHE was done. She would also take us to my grandmother's house, and she would leave us there, and be gone for days. I always thought: "Is she dead? Has she been kidnapped?" But she would always come home. But Du know what? Even after all of the crap and suffering she put us through, I still Liebe her, and I always believed that she would change for us. And so two years ago, we had an intervention. We cried and begged her to change. It was a defining moment on our lives. So after weeks of N.A. (Narcotics anonymous) meetings, she finally became clean. She finally changed.
Things were looking up. Mom and dad were months clean. I could finally see dad after a long time, and mom was seeing someone else. Well, actually, that was the problem, mom had problems with picking men. One after one her boyfriends would be nothing but jerks, and assholes.
There was Richard. He seemed nice at first, but ended up being abusive. There was John, Ab, and many other failed relationships the included the police. Then there was a man named JP. He was very kind to her. Always taking her on dates, giving her gifts and treating her like a queen. They really loved each other. Then he proposed to her, she said. I was happy, but my sister didn't like it. Then it happened. The police chased after her and JP. It turned out a few weeks before she met JP, he stahl, stola the car he was driving. He had my whole family in it. Me, mother, my sister, grandparents. What if we where in that car when the chase happened? What would happen to us? Well, one of the police officers shot a bullet into JP's arm. And they took the both of them to jail.
The Weiter morning, we found out what happened on the news. Our whole family was at our house. When we all saw it. We all cried. Except me. Why? I still ask that Frage today. I felt upset, don't get me wrong. But... I just couldn't. Fortunately, the same day, my uncle went to the court, and testified for my mom. She was set free. But the whole incident just plunged her into a deeper depression. She would cry suddenly no matter where she was. ... Then It happened. The event that brought me here. Me and her were driving to My mother's house in Boston. A truck was speeding, And it hit us. She lived, but... I wasn't about to make it. The scientists used a contraption that exchanged the memories from one body, to another. It... was a success. But even after that, they weren't done. They forced me to preform months of experiments, physical and mental, it was excruciating. And the whole time, I missed my family. I constantly felt like killing my self. But they put me in a room where I had no interments to do so. I truly thought I died and when to hell.
Then they took me here. And that's when it started. My relationship with Marlene, my placement and removal from Skipper's team. I had fun, and I had times that I felt like suicide would be the only way out. And now everything is becoming shot to hell. Everyone hates me, including my self. And I wouldn't be surprised of Marlene left me.
Now Du know why I'm messed up in the head. And I don't know how long it will take Du all to accept my apologize. But I want to say that I apologize to every one. Especially Skipper, Dr. Blowhole, And Marlene. Your all disappointed in me I'm sure.
This is Gregory in 1208 hours, signing out.
1048 Hours.
Yesterday I have been removed from Skipper's squad. Why? I'm just going through alot right now. Skipper is still becoming difficult with the fact that I am Jem other stepdaughter. Well now that he took away my title, there's nothing he can threaten me with now if I continue to relate with her. It was truly a pathetic thing for him to do, allow his childhood problems to interfere with his life... Actually scratch that, I'm being a hypocrite. May I should explain.
My the age of five, My father was showing, abusive behavior toward everybody in my family. Mostly me and my mother. He was a drunk, a drug abuser, a horrible person. He hit me, my mom, my sister. He made our life a living hell. After a horrible outbreak, we had to call the police. He left after he got out of jail. It was a horrible time for us. Thing should have gotten bettr after that right? Wrong. My mom then started suffering from depression. She started abusing substances too. She would go to a Friends house and stay in there for hours, making us stay there for days. We begged her to go home, And she would never leave until SHE was done. She would also take us to my grandmother's house, and she would leave us there, and be gone for days. I always thought: "Is she dead? Has she been kidnapped?" But she would always come home. But Du know what? Even after all of the crap and suffering she put us through, I still Liebe her, and I always believed that she would change for us. And so two years ago, we had an intervention. We cried and begged her to change. It was a defining moment on our lives. So after weeks of N.A. (Narcotics anonymous) meetings, she finally became clean. She finally changed.
Things were looking up. Mom and dad were months clean. I could finally see dad after a long time, and mom was seeing someone else. Well, actually, that was the problem, mom had problems with picking men. One after one her boyfriends would be nothing but jerks, and assholes.
There was Richard. He seemed nice at first, but ended up being abusive. There was John, Ab, and many other failed relationships the included the police. Then there was a man named JP. He was very kind to her. Always taking her on dates, giving her gifts and treating her like a queen. They really loved each other. Then he proposed to her, she said. I was happy, but my sister didn't like it. Then it happened. The police chased after her and JP. It turned out a few weeks before she met JP, he stahl, stola the car he was driving. He had my whole family in it. Me, mother, my sister, grandparents. What if we where in that car when the chase happened? What would happen to us? Well, one of the police officers shot a bullet into JP's arm. And they took the both of them to jail.
The Weiter morning, we found out what happened on the news. Our whole family was at our house. When we all saw it. We all cried. Except me. Why? I still ask that Frage today. I felt upset, don't get me wrong. But... I just couldn't. Fortunately, the same day, my uncle went to the court, and testified for my mom. She was set free. But the whole incident just plunged her into a deeper depression. She would cry suddenly no matter where she was. ... Then It happened. The event that brought me here. Me and her were driving to My mother's house in Boston. A truck was speeding, And it hit us. She lived, but... I wasn't about to make it. The scientists used a contraption that exchanged the memories from one body, to another. It... was a success. But even after that, they weren't done. They forced me to preform months of experiments, physical and mental, it was excruciating. And the whole time, I missed my family. I constantly felt like killing my self. But they put me in a room where I had no interments to do so. I truly thought I died and when to hell.
Then they took me here. And that's when it started. My relationship with Marlene, my placement and removal from Skipper's team. I had fun, and I had times that I felt like suicide would be the only way out. And now everything is becoming shot to hell. Everyone hates me, including my self. And I wouldn't be surprised of Marlene left me.
Now Du know why I'm messed up in the head. And I don't know how long it will take Du all to accept my apologize. But I want to say that I apologize to every one. Especially Skipper, Dr. Blowhole, And Marlene. Your all disappointed in me I'm sure.
This is Gregory in 1208 hours, signing out.