1 Before my real torcher

I was a young girl liveing with parents that's were drug addicts. There were 6 of us liveing in the home. Mum step dad and 4 out of five of my siblings. I am the middle child. Life wasn't great at home we didn't have everything that we needed we were starved torcherd and then me and my eldest sibling had to look after the two youngest we had to clean cook bath the kids and also took hideings. To me this was all nomal as I didn't know any difference everyone that come to the house would go up in to the bedroom where man and dad used to stay that was there drug den. I remember peeping through the door one day and seeing a needle in my dad's arm but again that was nomal. we moved around a lot due to the scruffy family that we were but again being a child to me that was nomal(but it's not). The walls were all full of shit food and dirty hand prints. The house was just rotten widows would get smashed people would shout out side and man and man and dad would also fight other people if only this was bad enough but no things get worse for me.