On November 9, 2010, my mother, brothers, and I, Moved back to our hometown, Indianapolis. There, we lived with my uncle. I didn't want to move, but i rolled with the punches. Mind you, I've been moving all my life. I've never stayed at the same school for more than 2 years. It frustrates me. Anyway, a couple days before my birthday, my mother turned herself in. Little did I know, turning herself in was the purpose of our move. She couldn't find work because of the felony on her record. Drug charges she ran away from years ago. She said we moved because i needed a father figure. My Dad does in fact live in Indiana, but he only did a few things for me. My Brothers and I spent the night at his home on several occasions, washed our clothes, cut my hair twice, and bought me a few items for Christmas. One day, my older brother and I missed the school bus. He called harrassing, and threatening to take away everything he ever gave us. I admit my mother smokes drugs frequently. She barely provides for me. I manage to get everything myself. Its been this way for about 2 years now. Quite Frankly, I am better off emancipated. But, To add to my story, On January 16, 2011, I came to Atlanta by Greyhound. Prior to my leave, about 4 weeks earlier, I notified my Father I wanted to leave. He was angry, but he understood my unhappiness. A week after i came to Georgia, My mother was released from jail. She put out a warrant for my arrest. She listed me as a runaway. On Monday, January 24, 2011, At 5:02 p.m., I was placed in handcuffs and taken to Juvenile. My life has been choas. Constantly moving, I can never trruly call a place home. I never get what i need. I am never stable. I am never happy. This is why i seek Emancipation. I know It is what i need. I know it is the best for me.