Born in some hospital in that one place on October 28, 1998. Lived some years with mom and dad, then mom left him with me and siblings, I lived with her for a bit, and then I have no clue exactly what went down next. Spent a bunch of years with my biological dad and step mom, and now I live with my real mom and step dad, who I love both of dearly. Screw real dad, I'm finished with that jerk. And step mom? Don't remember that crazy's name.
Sorry. Being bitter.
I have three siblings that live with me, two sisters (one longer, one younger) and a little brother. Then there are my two older step-brothers, both of which who live on their own. My favorite step brother is an army or marines person or something... I always forget.
Then there are my two other step brothers, mother being my no-longer-step-mom, that I never see anymore. I feel a bit bad for those two, being raised by her...