They were married about four and a half months before I was born. That makes me half a bastard and half saved. I like to think it's the best of both worlds. I do have an older sister. Her name is Cheree Nicole Kilgo. She was born May 3, 1979. She has five children. My earliest memories of both of us together were co-conspiring to go play with the other children in the apartments while my mother was sleeping on the couch from the night shift. the window was opened, so we took the screen off and out the window we went. I was three and she was five. That's when I almost drowned in the pool for the first time. My parents were already split apart at that time. My younger sister was already born. Her name is Stacie Renee Kilgo born April 22, 1984. My dad was crazy with my mom. Apparently he loved her and she didn't understand or didn't care to. It's hard when you can't explain every thing in your life or the feelings you have when some one asks "What"s wrong?". I stayed in Orange County for at least the first four years of my life then moved to Junction City, Kansas and went to kindergarten there. All three of us lived with my uncle Charles who was stationed there in the army. There's where I almost drowned in the swimming pool for the second time. I don't know why but my uncle threw me in the deep end of the pool and what seemed like far away from the side where I could hold on to. It was pretty mean I think. We moved back to California and lived in Bloomington where we attended Zimmerman Elementary. We lived with my mother and my mother's boyfriend at the time. His name is Kenneth Wayne Cofflin, Sr.. I rarely seen my dad after that. From what I was told he didn't even know where we were when we moved to Kansas. We grew up in the Colton Unified School District. My grandmother lived in Colton, which is my dad's mother, for like five to ten years before they moved to Orange County. My mother married my step dad, who sued Southern California Edison and was awarded over a million dollars, and we were raised off of social security and the settlement money. When I was fourteen I started a relationship again with my dad. He was in prison and was writing to us but I'm the one who responded. We wrote letters back and forth until he was released at the end of my freshman year in high school. That's when he went and got some custody rights to see all three of us and that's when our relationship really began. He was awarded every other weekend visitation. Me and Cheree were already into the underground party scene. Our crew was called Heavenly Thoughts. That's what I would write to him about when he was in prison. My mother was Momma Crew. She helped support us through our rise as well as my step dad, financially. We were huge. Known in the Inland Empire (the origination), High Desert, San Gabriel Valley, and last but not least Los Angeles. It was the House scene. Deep house, house , hard house, progressive house, trance, jungle, hardcore, k-roq, some of the different types of music. Sunday barbeques, house parties, warehouse parties, clubs, memorial day and labor day weekend runs to mexico, we did it. I was about eighteen and had had a boyfriend for about a year and a half and he didn't like me going out but then again he was on the east coast living permanently at that time. So I played him. I went out any way and lived it up most of the time. After I broke up with him, believe me that was almost the most pitiful time of my life (3 years), and 300 guys' phone numbers later I was back into the bible I had received from an uncle named dean when i was eighteen. I've had jobs but were all no end jobs until I decided to turn my life around. It was 2003 and I was tired of smoking dope and doing drugs. So I made a promise to God that 1. I wouldn't have sex until I was Married 2. I would stop drinking 3. I would stop doing drugs. Well the first one I fell off about a month later and never fell again. That was over ten years ago. Two and three I was freed in 2005 however I was given instructions not to drink from God. So June 2005 rolls around and here I am reading the same bible again. And then I read "You have eternal life" I looked around my room in disbelief and thought "who me?". I turned the page and then in red letters God said "yes you". Immediately I was filled with love. I have never in my life felt loved like that. I continued to read and he blessed me with freedom, gave me the world, and a son. I didn't tell anyone at first. Because I didn't think anyone would believe me. And another point I want to make is that my blessings haven't stopped there. God is amazing. I love him. I now know what it's like to chose God first and to love God first. Since I was fifteen I wanted to 'blow' and gave it up when I was eighteen because I didn't want to be an idol to people. Then 2005 rolls around and he frees me. But the free isn't just for that. So it's like he gave it back and then some. I love him. And yes God is a man. And he does have a match and he's NOT gay. So since then I read my bible I do what I'm told when God asks it from me. And yes, I'm with the government on a lot of concerns with this country and the world. I love my family. Owning the world really isn't a joke. I lived in fear for a little while from the police, my family, and people around me. I felt as though they were abusing me whether that thought is true or not. So anyway I try to stay positive within myself not when I'm having to defend myself. Just for those hater's out there. Years later, about three different my space's, and a time of solitude by my self, here I am at my space again talking to all of you about what I can, and try to get you in. That's with God. And perhaps where ever my connections lead you to who knows. God is good. And with that I should leave the rest at this time. However you can e-mail me at mirandakilgo@yahoo.com. The best to you.