Albina Life
My name is Albina Delara Davidson. I am eighteen years old and i was born on December 10,1993 in Russia part Of Republic Of Tatar STAN in the city of Nizhnekamsk. My name hasn’t always been my real name! Before i was adopted my name was Albina Ganiyarovna Leonidovna. My mother Delara Ganiyarovna Rushidovna had me when she was only fourteen years old. I am not an only child. I have a younger biological sister. Her name is Cammi Alina Caldwell. She lives with another family. We been separated for seven years. We havent seen eachother. EVERY TIME i try to ask her if we could meet eachother, she rejects me. She picked her family over me. Yes its really upseting . Oh well what you can do. Nothing really. Russia is a beautiful place to go to visit but not to live. If you ever decide to go to visit be careful. Its really dangerous. In the summer is really beautiful. The trees are blooming and we have lots of wild animals in Russia. In the winter its really cold. Make sure wear something warm. There are many of young kids that live in the orphanages. They have nothing. THEY have no family to love them. Like for me and my younger sister we grew up at the orphanage even when our mother was alive. We gotten taken away from our mother. The reason we gotten taken away because our mother was taking drugs, she was having sex with random guys. She didn’t care about us. She cared more about herself. Alot of times my mother took me to a strange places. I watched her take drugs and have sex. ONCE in a while she gave me drugs to try. My mother was a beautiful young lady. But she did a lot of stupid stuff. ALOT of times our mother would come home all drunk. She tried to kill her self infront of me and my sister. It was really scary. Our mother died at age twenty one either from drugs overdose or someone killed her that what our grandmother Berngard Vasima Ganiyarovna said. Our grandmother was a big time alcoholic but she had a heart stroke and she died in 2010. When i got the news i was really upset. i felt like crying. You just dont know how hard was for me growing up and blaming myself of everything that happen to me and my sister. Yes we got abused and neglected. I did not go to school till i was eight years old. I was really smart girl in school. I liked to play sports, i didnt know how to tell the time till i was like thirteen years old. I remember alot of my child hood. ONE time when my mother took me to a strange place where she slept with three guys, one of them tried to toutch me and asking my mother if he could have sex with me and my mother told him NO so instead she had sex with him. After the sex my mother and i tried to leave and guys wont let us. So my mother took a KNIFE and threated them to let us go. then the guys reached over their knife and tried to play with it. ONE of the guys called me over and my mother said no stay beside me . I didnt listen to her. So i came up to the guys and they said hold the knife and i did. And then they let us leave. I remember when my mother took me to some strange place where she left me sleep on someone else chair and i slept. The next morning i woke up and i said mammy and she wont respond so i was looking around trying to find my mammy and i started to panic because she left me with some strange old lady. I CAME back in inside and the old lady told me my mother was outside with her son. I came back outside and i saw the guy was being rude to my mammy and i got really mad so i came up to him and i slapt the guy in the face but in return he slap me back. I Started to cry and i told my mother that i was going to leave her and go find my way out from unknown place where i was. I really wanted to go home to see my baby sister. I left but i came back for my mother. When i was walking back to her i saw her sitting on the ground and she was crying. So i asked her can we please go home. She said yes my babygirl. i help her get up from the ground and we both started to walk. WHile we were walking we started to sing songs. And, we were laughing. I WAS SO HAPPY to come home. ONE day my mother and i went for a walk and she met a guy and he was an officer….. He was flirting with my mother. THEN he asked my mother to come to his office. And we did. BUT when we came to his office he wouldn’t let us out. The reason why he wont let us out because he was trying to convince my mother to give me up and my sister. But my sister was at home with my grandmother. i asked my mother i need to go to pee and she asked the officer if she could take me to the bathroom. But i lied. I didn’t have to go to the bathroom. I wanted to go home. SO HE let my mother take me to the bathroom but instead we started to run. But the officers started to chase us. they put my mother in JAIL. and me to the hospital. Stayed in the hospital about two weeks. i was so scared. after i gotten taken away from my mother, a week later my grandmother came but she couldn’t take me home. I ASKED HER where is my mammy. She said she was at home. After the hospital they took me back to the orphanage. where i had to stay. Anyways i went to camp every summer for three months. i gotten in fights because i had a big mouth. I THOUGHT i was all that. The girls were twice bigger then me. But i didn’t care about that. I WAS really talented and smart in school. in 2004 my sister and i got adopted by an american family. I personally didnt get along with the family. SO a year later they gave me up and put me in the hospital. i was so overwelmed by it. My sister even turn her back on me. Can you believe my own biological sister. OH well i have now a wonderful family… Jennifer lynn davidson, David Howard Davidson. They mean the word to me even though we get in arguments but i know that they will never give me up. They been there for me thin and thick ice. I STILL have a lot of problems that i need to work on. BEHAVIOUR and my depression. PAST seven years ive been struggling with my life of rejection. AND i ve havent been in school. The reason why its because i have been in treatment center in missouri Change Ademy LAKE of Ozarks CALO. for almost a year. I have been in the hospitals on and off, its because i was self-harming. Then i was in jail. for fighting back with an officers. I have been in jail for two months sice june 9 to august 3. It was really sucked in jail. NO FUN, OFFICERS TREAT IMMATES LIKE WE WERE ANIMALS, because they had a badge doesnt mean they should treat us like animals. i live in new york city. and i go to a program in saint lukes hospital on 58 street thanks for taking time reading this it means the world to me. I am planing on working on myself. Not because i have to its because i want to.
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