My Biography How It All Began I was born in Los Angeles California, on November 12th, 1984. I have no idea how I really got all the way across the United States before I was born but according to my biological father we traveled in a Volkswagen bus all the way there. My biological mothers family lived there supposedly, I have no idea how true that is but I began my #life there just the same. According to my biological mother we traveled back across the u.s. when I was two months old after my father and her were married. My sister was born fourteen months and twelve days after me. Obviously we were very close in age. I don't remember the next things I am telling you, I only have court and department of social services records to refer to. In July of 1986 a police officer was doing a routine patrol of a well known drug neighborhood, he noticed something very disturbing on the side of the road. He pulled the patrol car over, turned on the flashing lights, and got out of the vehicle. As reported; there were two very small children on the side of new st in Iva South Carolina. The eldest child appeared to be very small approximately two years old was standing beside the smallest child who was in an infant car carrier approximately 4 to 6 months old. Immediate surroundings were searched but it being a violent area the children were immediately removed from the surroundings, department of social services notified, and the children were released to their representative at the Anderson county hospital. From what was later established the children were of course my sister and myself and our biological mother had become addicted to crack cocaine and left us there when she had a John who would get her a hit. Our biological father was in prison due to drug related charges. We ended up in foster care being as no one knew who we were and the only names I knew were myself, my sister, mama, daddy, grandma, and grandpa. My grandparents discovered we were missing when my hysterical mother came to them screaming we had been kidnapped. Like the sensible people the were my grandparents called the police and eventually figured out that we were the two girls found on the side of the road. They started fighting the courts for us and after six months of being in foster care, we were released to them.