Hi, my name is Rebecca. I'm 20 and still some chick that lives with her mommy. Anyways. My brothers the closest thing I ever had as a child. Maybe my mom wasn't so good to me, but at least I have one, right? I did have a dad, but he died of cancer when I was 10. I used to blame myself. I never really had any friends. I did have one, but he died when I was 16. It was my fault though. He never would have gotten hit if it wasn't for me. Anyways. That's my story...for now.