Hello everyone I'm just here cause I've been told talking about serious topics helps you feel better but it's hard to do that in person so here I am.

So a little back story I'm 18 years old just started living with my mom again my brother just passed in April of 2022 and my step dad gets out of prison in October of 2022 he's been there for four years. I only interact with my grandma side of the family since my grandpa disowned us

I was around 13 or 14 at the time and it was nearing my the end of the school year I was living with my stepdad, mom, brother, grandpa, and tio. One night my tio brought two friends home that night was my last night of having a normal childhood. That day I went to bed around 10 since it was a school night the next morning when I woke up I went to go feed our two dogs Rallo and princess there bowls were near the shed and as I went to go poor the dog food I noticed a smell I thought maybe one of the puppies had died (they were still small enough to feed off their mom) I couldn't find any and I had to get ready for school so I went inside to ask our grandpa if he could look for it and give it a proper burial. He looked at me shocked like I didn't know what happen. my parents had already left for work and my brother was in his truck waiting for me so I left and went to school we drove straight pass my school I asked him why he told me to be quite and that we're not going to school I was happy to I slept for about 10 minutes. When I woke up we were at a family dollar everyone but my grandpa was there. Our tio told us he had murdered two people who belong to a Mexican gang and they were going to be after us for revenge. Everything besides the murder was false he told us to flea to Mexico and he'll meet us there turns out he was on a shit ton of drugs and wanted to make it look like there were multiple murders. We did as he told us since we were in fear of our lives, however about 2 hours from the boarder my parents were having second thoughts about it or they were catching on to what was happening I'm still not to sure till this day. We went back home and just tried to live a normal life. One day when we got home from school our house was a mess and our grandpa was bruised on his head this was the first time I saw my stepdad cry. I'm not to sure who it was but it was the law not any gang members they had found the bodies of the two dead men in the trunk of a car left at a kids park (my tio isn't a very smart man) and had trace it back to our house from DNA left in the car and security cameras at that point the law considered is fugitives all cause they didn't come to our house after work and school but they maybe wanted to raid the house while no one was their so they had a minimal chance of getting hurt in all honesty the thing I was sad about was losing my knife I had been restoring for a couple of weeks. They had apprehended my tio about a day later he never left the city while in police custody he threw my step dad under the bus and said it was all his idea so now the police were certain they were multiple murders but my stepdad being from a equally crappy life also had a record stretching a mile long he has changed though he worked as an IT specialist but he still lived by his motto do wrong for the right reason the last charge he has was for almost killing a man for threatening to rape my mom he was a good man and he still is he was sentence to county jail for a couple of months about 2 weeks before they caught my tio and now was facing capital murderer charges. It didn't take long for the rest of my family to hear what was going on. At that time my whole family got together to ask what we're going to do my mom's dad(different grandpa from the one who lives with us) told us that we had to let my step dad take the fall so we could get our tio out his reasoning was "he has no kids he won't be missed" we told him no right away and in response he told us we had two days to get out his house (we were rent our house from him) so we left that same day to stay with one of my Tia's on my grandma side.

I feel better so I'll stop writing for now until I get more of this out or if anyone wants to hear more. it's ok if any of this sounds fake to any of you a lot of what happens to me sounds like I made it up but if u don't believe me look up moises martinez pueblo park Andres is my step dad and Moises is no long apart of my family

Tldr: the end of my 8th grade year my tio blamed us for a murder we were disown by my grandpa side of the family we're kicked out of our home and my stepdad was facing the death sentence