Chapter 1 BORN IN THE SYSTEM BUT NOT BROKEN
My name is Kimberly Blossom. I was born July 3rd 1986. My mother had me at Hahnemann hospital in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. I have five siblings two elder sisters and three elder brothers. Maryanne Blossom, Yolanda Blossom, Aline Blossom, David Blossom and Howard Blossom that goes by the name of Howard Darnell wright. We were raised in north Philadelphia on 18th and Judson street. My mother is Mary Grace Mattison. Born in Detroit Michigan raised in Edison south Carolina. My father is David Edward Blossom. Born in Rocky Mountain North Carolina. I guess my father was in south Carolina at the time back then that's how he and my mother met. At first my grandmother met my father he was her driver in the early 50's. My grandmother was having an Affair with my father. My mother had five sisters one of my aunt's were going with my father. My father would be abusing my aunt. One day, my aunt was boiling hot water for hours on the stove. She put bleach and Pneumoniaa in it. She waited for him to arrive from work and he'd start beating on her accusing my aunt of cheating. So.. she poured the scaling water on him. It was so bad that his shirt was sticking to him, his ears was sticking to him. My father had fifth degree burns. My father had to go to the emergency room. The doctors had to cut his shirt off of his body. After that my father stayed away from my aunt. My father started coming over to the house harassing my mother. He asked my grandfather if he could go with my mother. My grandfather threatened my father with a gun. My father started coming around my mother because she was an 18 year old virgin. He took her away from home that's when he attacked her then my mother had children. long story short my grandfather was a famous gospel singer and he moved my mother and grandmother to Philadelphia. My mother and father were both renting from the Philadelphia housing authority for ten years. 1992 I was the last child at my mother's and Father's house. My brothers and sisters were taken away and put into the foster care system. I was too young to understand what was going on then. I know my mother and father didn't get a long. I remember I was maybe four or five years old. My father came in the house to argue with my mother. My father pulled out a gun and threatened to kill my mother. He done things like put his hands on her pop her in the face and she would stand their and take it and pop him back. My mother told my father not to go to sleep. He put the gun down on the dresser and went to sleep. My mother saw my father was sleep. She tapped him several times to wake up. This time is was on my mother ripped down the door off the henge's like she was wonder woman. I never seen nothing like it.
My father ran down the flight of stairs and my mother threw the door and the door went tumbling down the steps after him. I layed down at the top of the steps laughing yelling run dad run. He barely made it down the steps as big as he was. He called the cops of course. When the cops arrived. My father figure he could turn the tables on my mother. One of the officers asked her what happened. My mother said she went to the bar just up the street to get a beer to come back in the house to drink it. I guess my father got mad because some guy was hitting on my mother. After she turned the guy down She came back in the house to sit down on the bed in her room to drink the beer minding her business. So, the cops asked my father why was he bothering my mother in the first place? The cops asked my mother if she wanted to press charges she said didn't. The cops told my father to leave my mother alone before she ended up killing him. After that my father left my mother alone. I guess he didn't learn his lesson the first time with my aunt. My mother told me my father was a pedophile. Going around attacking women my father didn't finish school. They had to put him in an all boys school because he was looking under girls dresses. Growing up when I was a little girl I know my mother and father would get me all that asked for. They never missed treated me at all sure they faught each other. They didn't get along with one another but they both loved their children. My mother put me in head start I graduated with a certificate. She put me in catholic school for a year she paid for meals, my books, my uniforms. She would dress me neat everyday and do my hair. My mother did the same for my siblings as well. We ended up in the system because of one of my brother. My mother asked him to eat his food and then he can get juice. So he didn't ever eat again all he would w do was drink juice. He was old enough to know what he was doing so all the kids got taken away. They had to put my brother away. He had to learn how to walk and talk all over again because he starved himself to death. My mother was a bit strict on us so my brothers and sisters tied a sheet to the window and tried to escape out of the window as little as they were. I guess they didn't want to be at home. The plumbing and the walls and the flooring in the house where we lived was damaged. The guy that was supposed to been fixing the house. Came in there patranising my mother asking can he go with her when he was suppose to been fixing the house. He didn't get a chance to fix the house cause he said something my mother didn't like and she tossed him out on his ass. He ran out the house and said he was never coming back there again. The guy knew better not to come in people's houses doing that. When it was time for my mother to get the kids back. She told the judge all that I'm saying. It was said that someone in the house out of my siblings told the people that it was holes in the floor, spider webs on the walls and that my mother was washing me up with dirt sewage water which was false. I was there so I know my mother did no such thing. I can remember when I was two and three years old when my mother use to change my pamper and sit me on the potty for training. I remember when she would put me in my crib when I was old enough to sit up in the crib.
