I grew up in California, Texas and Montana. I've moved about 13 times and my parents divorced when I was 5. I have one older sister who is really awesome. She was my strength and kept me going when I was down. She moved with my dad when she turned 12 and I was left alone and with my mom.
Mom is an alcoholic and very hard to deal with.
It was completely awful. Then doomsday came and my sister put a stop to her unhappiness and moved in with my dad, who lived in Arizona. Every body was mad at my sister for leaving and I didn't want everybody mad at me. The next couple years were a complete hell. Everything went downhill, grades, friendships, even all the respect that I had for myself.