My Uncle and I
I was about 15 years old and living with my single mother and 3 sisters, needless to say we were always broke but always wanted to do things like everyone else. My dad was never there for us as we grew up but his brother was...(so this is where my story starts)....when i wanted to go out with friends i would go see my uncle for money...the first few times he would just give it to me and gripe and moan a little bit but none the less still give it to me but the more that i asked for it the more...