So mine goes like this: I got born (obviuosly). So from when i were not even a year old to 3 my parents moved alot, but to the end, we moved to a really nice place called Milde here in Bergen, Norway. During this time my parents was fighting alot. ALOT. So they never stopped fighting, and that continues to this day. When i was 4, we mowed to Spain due to a organisasjon called "Barnevernet" and that directly translates to"childrenprotectors", and we were fleeing from them, which i didnt know until a year ago. In Spain it only got worse... It got to the point where i would want to scream to my parents: I HATE BOTH OF U! And i was criyng every single night for years, i were terrified, not for me, but i thought they were going to kill eachother. So we moved back to milde after living in spain for two years, and guess what?! It wasnt getting any better... So "barnevernet" finally took action, and separeted me from my parents, which by that time my father literally kidnapped me many times, and divorced from my mother. So i moved to my aunt livin just 200 meters away. And i were so upset because i practicly lost my parents, so for 2 whole years i cried about every night, i moved to my aunt when i was 7, im 15 now. When i was 11 i got to see my father every second week, so we went to buy some pizza, and that visit was the last time i saw him. In those 4 years ho moved to spain for awhile, then moved to thailand and got married, and i now have a 2 year old sister which i cant meet before im 18. Worst thing is, this is the short version of my life. Edit: hey we are trending! Nice! Edit2: i know this is a bit late, but if u wonder; no im not trying to be negative/complaining. I just simply share my lifestory