Bad Habits- Chapter One

It started out as a dare. To pull several hairs from my head. I was
16. It was on the same night that Jemma was concieved. I still haven't
a clue who the father is. He's just a man in my history, but Jemma's
father. When every thing settles down I'll find him. That's a
promise.
Jemma is my toddler. I'm now 18. Jemma is nearly 2 and very cute. SHe
doesn't look like me. I must just have to find her father to see who
she gets her looks from. I'm in love with Liam Ingrim. He doesn't love
me. He loves Joyce Peterson. They are thinking of moving in together.
Cow. Why couldn't life be simple?
At the age of 3 my parents both died leaving me to live with my abusive
uncle. When I was 13, I left home to go and live with friends out in
America. But, it was a joke and I was out there alone. I eventually did
make some friends. They were drug addicts. All of them. I left their
gang after Jemma was born. One of them started hitting her. When I was
15 I joined a school in Calafornia it was there that I played the Dare
Game. That dare was the worst ever. Even worse than delibrately getting
pregnant. Those few hairs that I pulled, dragged me down a life long
obbsession of Bad Habits.