i need help!!! i'm writing a stroy on my life and i dont really like the way it starts please post help

Well, umm, gosh. That's kinda tough since it's your life isn't it.

Start it later on?

Put the intro here, that way we can see how it can fits in here.

this is what i got not much kinda hasy but in the works

I’m 16 years of age. I live on the island of Maui. Up to this point in time I feel I’ve had it a bit rougher then others I’d like to believe It don’t hurt me but makes me stronger maybe it has I don’t have this great life and I don’t have a poor life not many know of this pains. Pains I fell almost every day. I tried to push them all away and only made things harder on me and the one I love. When I was around 6 my family and I moved here from Oregon. We lived with an old family for awhile then moved into a 3 bed room house. My parents had always fought drank and smoked pot at my age I didn’t really know much about these things. Things started to get bad real bad mom and dad where fighting more and more and when night that is burned in to my mind : it was pretty late mom and dad had both been drinking me and my brother were asleep in our bunk beds our sister in her room with her music loud real loud I woke from my sleep my sister pulling and me telling to go to her room now she took us in her room and locked the door at first I didn’t know what was wrong I heard mom and dad yelling but it was no big deal I thought. So I pulled my self from my sisters arms when I heard the door slam and mom walk out I went to see my dad who stood at the sink with blood shot eyes and a look I had never see it scared me he picked up a giant knife one I wasn’t allowed to hold and stated to wash it slowly I asked him what he was doing him reply was quite and simple “its dirty and needs to be washed” he said. I walked back to my room to look at him one more time before going into my sister’s room. My brother then left to fined my but minutes after he left the room he ran back in not making sense he kept saying “dad” repeating “dad he’s bleeding he’s hurt” I ran out think my hit him and he had a small cut. I looked to the sink first I didn’t see him I turned to my side and my dad was laying on the ground knife in hand shirt off and his stomach covered in blood something was coming out of him it looked like thing creator in alien. I looked deep into his eyes and saw nothing I didn’t see my dad I didn’t see any one my sister come out behind me saw my dad my mom walked in calmly on the phone telling the 911 assistant what had happened. My sister tried pulling me back into her room I pulled back “Katie get in my room now” she told me calmly, and yanked at my arm again I pulled right back , finally she pick me up and took me in her room. I kept trying to pull back I didn’t want to leave him there like that. Sasha stood between me and the door between me and my dad what was I going to do I need to get to him I need to help him. “Let me out” I screamed while tear flew off my cheeks. “No you can’t go out there dad will be fine clam down” she had told me. I did care what she said he needed me I ran and lock myself her bathroom. Five to ten minutes later the cops came fallowed by the ambulance

That is such a tragic start, you should begin the story at your earliest memory.

Your a strong and courageous girl KTO, make sure you put that in the story

P.S. Don't worry about grammatical of spelling errors (thats what editors are for)
Best wishes

thank you

My god, I don't know what to say. You've gone through some major trauma there, KTO. You're a brave girl, for putting this down.

Wow...KTO

You put it all down and once you have it written you can always go back and edit it. There are a lot of talented people on this forum who I'm sure would be able to give you advice once you have it written out.

I for one, think that you are pretty courageous to share this story with us.

Dot

thank you guys for all the support writing this has been along timew comming and it all came becuse i feel bad and i think i put my boyfriend in a smiler situation and i feel bad and i writing this to send to my father ya ok but if you guys want me to i'll post the rest when i finish

I'd like to hear the rest of your story if you're willing to share it