My Birthday in Life

My birthday was June 28th and it was good but it was missing one thing. It was missing my family. If you guys don't know I don't live with my family anymore. I left them when I was 15 and I haven't seen them since. I sometimes miss my family but I like to think to myself I left for a reason. I love my family but I had to leave. There was a lot going on. I got in trouble. I went to jail. I am now 17 living my best life.