“Sarah Grace Rogan Watson is my name my husband Ace thought I should write my story from before my daughter and the blooming relationship of me and him to now in the current time and keep writing until my death she says it’s about memories even the not is great ones says she wants to read them for the time I’m gone.

I am getting Old I’m 35 with a 19 year old daughter so my time is limited on this earth and she’s begging me to write my story so here’s the start of it

My father is Blade Rogan and my mother is Grace Rogan formally called Watson they were young cadets in their police department when they met.

My father was stern and strict liked slamming his hands around so he was good with interrogation. He claimed the ranks unbelievable fast soon becoming the chief in my area everything went through him

My mother was good a fine lady to a degree and was good at catching drugs although I think she was paranoid with it

Over my years I couldn’t keep anything a secret they somehow always found out I could have no dairy like this I could’ve have sleepovers or conversations in secret privacy was never a thing in my house and I accepted that

My dad since we lived in great ol Texas was a horse man he did some shows and stuff but he never let me ride no matter my age so I took lessons in secret but he eventually found out and only let me keep the horse if I attended church and begged for forgiveness for my lies

My home was…a house we weren’t low class but we definitely weren’t well off like some others I never held envy for it besides the growing distaste for my parents every night I would be questioned by them my mother would even drag shit out and throw it over the table and demand answers

The phrase ‘you’re always running from something’ was very true with me I joined the track team to get away to get some freedom I fear that is what lead me to what happened some months later

I was born in July 25th with my daughter being born in May 25th I was raped which granted her birth instead of telling my parents a scared 16 year old me ran away to a friend who would later be my spouse

Ace.

She took me in and helped me in so many different ways it shocked me how someone can be so caring

She was scared tho…

I was a week along and was hospitalized for that week due to a suicide attempt

From that point on she wouldn’t let me leave the house without her present she was so scared I could see it in her eyes no matter how much she lied to me

I suppose I’ll start a few weeks before my pregnancy and attempt maybe some months I’m not sure what’s important for such a story but

Rogan and Watson carried a lot of weight in my town in deep Texas…and with that came challenges I still fear today as a adult married woman

My parents were my parents I can’t even say I hate them

But to you

The readers

I could be so wrong in how bad they actually were…

I’ll write as I remember so some things may be amiss but I think I’ll start a few months before my first running event where I got my favorite metal or maybe l’ll start where I just joined the team I’m not sure…

But this is me my daughters and my wife’s life seem through me and my spouse’s eyes…”