AN- I am so sorry for taking so long to update on this story, but I have been really busy with school and babysitting. Luckily, I have time now to update and I'm taking advantage of this time. I hope you all still review for all the chapters I will be adding on now.

Ch.7

(Ashley's POV)

"Ok, so I ran away. I know, I know, I was only 6 years old, but, in my opinion, I had a good reason to. I really didn't like Jason. Maybe, just maybe, if my mother had listened to me and believed my instincts then everything that happened wouldn't have happened. Anyway, when I ran away, I knew exactly where to go. I knew that I couldn't go to any of my family's houses, so I went to my friend's house. He only lived 10 minutes from my Aunt Piper's house, so that's where I went. I knew that my mom wouldn't really think about looking there and that's what happened. Three hours after I left, my friend Jack and his mother had brought me home. My mom was just glad that I was home.

Two years passed and the wedding came and went. During the first year, my mother had gotten pregnant. But, after only a month, she lost the baby. That had happened twice that year. Because of that happening, Jason had changed. He started drinking even more and started getting angry with my mom over every little thing. My Aunt Piper had a baby the same year as the wedding. She had a little boy, with blonde wavy hair and blue eyes. His name is Matthew David Wyatt. My Aunt Prue also had a baby just one month after the wedding. She had a little girl with black hair and blue eyes, named Brianna Marie Trudeau. My Aunt Paige had finally settled down with someone. His name is Kyle Brody. They have been going out since before the wedding. Whenever Melinda and I were together talking with my mom, my Aunt Prue and my Aunt Piper, we would always tell them that soon we were going to have another uncle and they would always laugh.

My father had gotten married just months after my mother's wedding. 7 months later, I had a little brother named Jake Bryan Turner. He has my father's blue eyes, just like Jeffrey and I, and my stepmother, Tiffany's, black wavy hair. Ok, so now the year is 2014 and I am 8 years old. This was actually a good year, for one reason and one reason only. Finally, someone would be leaving our family."