My Parents Left Me In Colorado

[MissRomeo]

My question involves emancipation laws for the State of: colorado/washington

This may in fact be one of the longest posts you have ever read
My name is XXXXXXXXX, i am 17 years old and the middle child. I have an older

brother XXXXXXXXX, and a younger sister XXXXXXXXX, . I've grown up in a home where i was

never cared for. i grew up as 'daddy's little girl' and 'mommy's little failure'. i have

never been good enough for either of them and they have always made that perfectly clear.
From as far back as i can remember i was the child who had to do everything. i was

forced to do the latter of 5 peoples laundry at the age of 7. i would be locked in the

basement for hours every Saturday, unallowed to leave the room until all the laundry from

the week prior was completed. my mother XXXXXXXXX, would take XXXXXXXXX, and XXXXXXXXX, out to

ice cream or the park while i was stuck in the basement all day. And let me tell you that

not one of them is handicapped, not one of them are incapable of helping around the house,

and i was a child. i made dinners, tended to the garden, cleaned dishes, vacuumed the home,

swept, and was ignored. i never had a mother, and now i really don't.
After years of emotional abuse to only me, my parents angered turned toward my

older brother XXXXXXXXX, . But for good reason, he had begun his adventure into drugs around

the age of 14. He was highly into cocaine, amphetamines, mushrooms, LSD, and much more,

including alcohol. he began getting kicked out of school, and sneaking out in the middle of

the night. I'd wake up at 2 a.m. listening to my father and brother scream. i was 13. it

began getting worst when my brother began stealing. he'd steal Television sets, VCR's and

other electronics, to sell them to pond shops for money to support his habits. and then

began to switch his anger and violence toward me, in the last 3 years, he has stolen five

hundred dollars, give or take, and thats only from me.
When my brother finally moved out in October, when he turned 18, everything went

back to me. they no longer had the drug addict to take their anger out on, so it was my

turn to fill the gap. i was belittled for minor things. it was like, if they asked me to do

something, and i didnt drop whatever i was doing right at that point and time, i was

disobeying, and punished. my father would scream at me for hours, for not doing dishes,

coming home just 5 minutes late from work, and it was not just yelling. i have been called

everything in the book by my father. A XXXXXXXXX, , 'going nowhere in youre

life', prostitute. anything you could possibly imagine. and i've never been that bad of a

child or teenager.
i had to teach myself everything. i grew up very independent. and i had no choice.

i have never failed a class in school, and i am a junior. ive participated in numerous

sports, and have held jobs very well. i worked for family until i turned 16, where i began

working at XXXXXXXXX, , which i held from January 2007 to January 2008. an entire year,

for a teenager, and once i quit that job, i was working full tiem at mcdonalds, while going

to school full time, with one extra period.
i havent mentioned to you that i was living at my parents house in Washington, just

2 weeks ago. it had gotten terrible. they had kicked me out for being just 5 minutes late

coming home for an order of the court. Last semester, i was attending a Tri-Tech class,

working at a preschool as an employee, a teacher had grabbed a child by the arm, lifted

them up and continued to yell at them. i was the only 'employee' to show disapprovable, and

for that i was called an ignorant XXXXXXXXX, by the teacher. i refused to go back. i attempted

to drop the class explaining to school officials and my parents what had happened. the

school recommended it, my parents denied, because i had a b+ in the class. it wasnt the

fact that the class was hard, but that i did not agree with the teachers way of going about

the children. (My aunts have various daycares i have assisted with for years)
So for not returning to that class, and not being able to drop it, i was given a

truancy hearing. It was scheduled for March 5th, at 6:00 p.m. and my parents were required

to show. i told them for weeks before i had to go, and they needed to attend as well, so i

could be placed on the Becca bill and resume my normal classes and such. they refused,

saying it was not their problem. When i showed up to the hearing, and my parents were not

present it was rescheduled, for the following Wednesday but this time at 6:30 p.m. I once

again told them that this was important, and needed to be done. The ignored me once again.

i showed up at the hearing alone again, explaining that my parents would not be showing up

at this hearing or any others. So they decided to schedule a hearing in a court, in front

of a judge for April 4. i was fine with that. but the buses had stopped running at 6:30

p.m., i hadnt left the juvie until about 7:30, and i was forced to walk home that night, 3

miles to my home.
i arrived at about 9 'clock. and they slammed the door in my face, telling me i

wasnt welcome. But "If i really wanted to stay i could sleep outside in the tree house"
. that wasnt about to happen. it was snowing and freezing. so i went to the people who had

been helping for 6 months. i have been together with a man named XXXXXXXXX, , we are

sitll together and happy as ever. he had stuck by me through everything and so has his

family. when i brought up the fact that my parents had told me to leave and not come back,

they opened thier home to me with open arms.
i stayed at that home for a week, and returned to my parents house 3 separate times

to attempt to talk to them, all three times being told to leave. at the end of the week, my

father had decided to tell XXXXXXXXX, that if i did not return home that day,

i would be called in as a runaway. and they would be charged for harboring me. i went

insane. telling him that he had told me to leave, that i wasnt welcome back and that i

didnt want to come back to that home, where i was emotionally abused and ignored. after i

was forced to come home, i was appalled. i no longer had a room, but i was "allowed" to

sleep in the "guest room" on a broken bed that leaned into the top right corner, where the

window was broken, nails stuck out of the walls, and dog fecises were all over the floor. i

was on house arrest, by my parents. i could not leave, i could not use the phone or

internet, nothing. and i had done nothing wrong. i came home like they had asked. and they

treated me like crap.
When i was forced to come home, i had gotten my self a full time job at Mcdonalds,

as a Crew Member, working 30 - 40 hours a week, plus attending school. i hadnt missed a day

since i had moved in with XXXXXXXXX, , school nor work. My mother decided that she would remove

her signature on my work permit, taking my job away. she also decided to tell me what no

child deserves to hear, she told me "You were better off as an abortion anyways" When she

told this to me i lost it. i left again and again. not running away, but going across the

street to the park and sitting and calming myself down.
i had finally fallen through all over again. You see, at 16 in my sophomore year of

high school, i attempted suicide. but not like most teenagers do. i swallowed 65,000

milligrams of Tylenol and drank two 40 ounces of Budweisers in an attempt to take my life.

On September 12, 2007 my parents found me huddled over a toilet vomiting non stop at 6

a.m. they left for work like nothing had happened. my grandmother found me 3 and 1/2 hours

later at 9:30 a.m. still over the same toilet and still vomiting non-stop. she too me to

the hospital. i became unable to walk and fainted in the hospital parking lot. they took me

in immediately. i wouldnt and couldnt tell them what had happened, my throat had become

burned from the bile from throwing up every 15 minutes for the last 10 hours straight. they

gave me ultrasounds, and talked to me for 2 hours, when they couldnt find anything to show

what had happened, they had sent me home. i laid in my bed, and began to feel very alone.

more alone than i had felt before i taken the Tylenol. i could feel it ruining my stomach,

and just getting worst. it was now 5 p.m. that day, when my mother had walked in. she had

found the bottle of Tylenol in the bathroom, she questioned me and i lied. neither of my

parents did anything, until my grandmother called, and asked what had happened, if they

knew anything. they explained to her about the bottle, and she screamed at them to take me

to the hospital.
four different doctors came into my emergency room, and the same 4 doctors walked

out astonished. they coudlnt believe what i had done. for 4 days i sat in the pediatric

care unit, waiting to die. and they told me i wasnt going to make it. at first my doctor

XXXXXXXXX, , attempted to sugar coat it, saying everything would be fine, and then asked

my parents if he could speak with them outside the room. i was still continuing to vomit

and i told him no. whatever he had to say i should hear. it was my life, not theirs, then i

told him not to lie to me. i sat on that bed and listened to this man tell me that i would

never see the age of 17. i was to die in that hospital bed within the next few days.
the tested my liver enzymes, and they had peaked about 1000, and to be above 40 is

lethal. The doctors at first recommended that i was to fly up to Seattle, to receive a

liver transplant. they looked at all the pros and cons, and then my enzymes hit 1100. They

told my family, friends, parents, and me, that there was no point, i would not make it to

the hospital to receive the transplant, and if i did, i would die in the middle of surgery.

they told me that it would be better to allow someone who would live to be old, the

opportunity to have the liver, and i was not that person. they brought the preacher to my

room, my family all around the country slew in to say goodbye. and i never died. i live

today with liver failure, because i was just not supposed to make it.
Two weeks ago my parents left me at my grandmothers house in Colorado. My mother

had been charged with domestic violence against me, and i had been sent to a crisis center

for kids whos homes were not safe. they decided they didnt want me anymore. they left me in

Colorado in the middle of my junior year, with nothing. i have no money, and hardly any

clothes. i wasnt given the chance to say goodbye to anybody, but they promised they would

be back on May 18th to go to my cousins graduation and pick me up and take me home. and we

could be a family again, all this was, was a break for me.
They lied. Again. They had no intention of taking me home, and my father told me

that last night over the phone, and my mother told my aunt and grandmother the same thing.

They never had any intention of bringing me back to the town where i have a support system

and help with my future. i am in love with Kurtis Schneider and i plan to marry him when i

turn 18, and i have decided that i am not going to postpone my life for my parents any

longer. my mother had been clinically diagnosed with Bipolar disorder, and my father is

just terrifying and mean. i am very alone, i am 1000 miles away from home, and i CAN do

this on my own. i CAN take care of myself, and i have a home waiting for me back in

Washington, where they will help me get the job my mother took away from me back , where

they will support me and help me through school, and where they love me and care about me.
i cannot spend the next 8 months until i turn 18 in this town, where i am so alone.

i wont make it. i will leave one way or the other. i am not happy here, and i feel more

alone than i did the night of September 11, 2006. My goal for the past 2 years has been to

get emancipated. i have proven to the world that i can hold a job, i have paid for my own

clothing, food, and bills for over a year now, and my parents do not want me. and they

proved that when they left me on my grandmothers doorstep 2 weeks ago. i want to go home, i

want my school back, i want my counselor back, and i want to be happy again. i want to

graduate from XXXXXXXXX, High School, and i want to attend Arizona State majoring in Math

Education. These have been my goals since i was 9 years old. i have wanted to be a math

teacher, i have had my college picked out, but all of those goals will turn into nothing,

if i dont have the help i had back at home. i need to go back to XXXXXXXXX, , Washington. i

need to live in a home where i am loved and cared about, and i need to finish school. My

parents have made it clear they dont want me. So why give them the power and control of

having another child. i cannot deal with their phone calls they make to talk to me, where

their only goal is to make me feel terrible. They lied to my grandmother, my aunt and

myself about my coming home, and i need to come home. i want to go back to the life i had.
i have never used drugs, drank alcohol, and nor do i plan to. i have plans to get

married to the man of my dreams, with my family standing behind somewhere in the next year.

and i dont need my parents emotionally and physically abusing me anymore. i love my

grandmother and my aunt, but they expected the complete opposite of me. They've spent the

last year, spending every morning on the phone with my mother, and they've only ever gotten

one side of the story, and they were astonished at the girl who came to live here for 6

weeks. i am not a drug addict, i am not a drinker, i am an independent girl, who needs a

family. i want my family back that i had in kennewick. not the one with my parents. But

with XXXXXXXXX, . They cared, they helped. i can get my job back the

moment i come home. i can go back to school the moment i come home. but my parents dont

want me back. i have been talking about becoming emancipated for 2 years now. and i am

finally ready to get out of the controlling and abusive clutches of my parents and do it.
But i need help.
i am currently living in Colorado, where my parents left me, but i am a resident of

Washington, which i where i want to go back home. my grandmother has temporary guardianship

of me, and she and my aunt XXXXXXXXX, , Uncle XXXXXXXXX, , Uncle XXXXXXXXX, , Uncle XXXXXXXXX, , and all my cousins

how have watched me cry nonstop for the last 2 weeks agree, it is time that i become my own

person, and stop allowing my parents to hurt me so much, and i need to law to make it

happen. they are my mothers mother and my mothers sisters and brothers. they have watched

my mother drug abuse and the way she treats me, and wants it to stop. i need to be out of

my parents control, but i need to go home, before i become irreversibly depressed. i was so

happy at the school i was at, i had great grades and good attendance. i had a job, and

opportunities back there. i dont have them here, and i want them back.
My parents have made it clear they no longer with to be parents. So i need it to be

clear to them by the Court that they are not. i need to be emancipated, and i need help.

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[seniorjudge]

Is there a question in there?

[MissRomeo]

yes. i need help in the emancipation process.
i dont know what the first step is
especially if my parents left me in another state
i dont know where to go from here
my aunt and grandma are trying to help
but i dont know how this procedure works.

[panther10758]

Where are you currently living?
Who is caring for you?
Where are your parents?
Was CPS notified or Police of your abandonment?
Are you working?
How much do you make?
Are you self support?

This for starters

[panther10758]

Let me add by saying CO has to statute for emancipation

[Happy Trails]

You said that your Grandmother has guardianship of you, was that through the court?

Also how soon until you turn 18?

[MissRomeo]

no the guardianship is through the school system
and i turn 18 in December

i work at mcdonalds.
but thats back in washington
my job is on HOLD until i come back

im living with my grandmother
on a ranch
and CPS and the police
bothe have records and files
on my parents from me
of child abandonment
and child neglect
and i requested a chins pettion at
CPS
and i talked to a person there for about 2 horus just a fwe weeks ago.
but my parents left me in colorado before CPS or the POLICE could
do anything

[panther10758]

no the guardianship is through the school system

Who has legal custody its not the school

and i turn 18 in December

Even if your state had a statute its doubtful you could jump through all the hurdles before you turn 18

i work at mcdonalds.

my job is on HOLD until i come back

No you have no job. Job on hold in another state means diddly

Theres little point in addressing anything else you are not a canidate for emancipation

[MissRomeo]

so what?
you want me to sit on my ass
and let my parents treat me like shit
for the next 7 months of my life?
take advantage of my family?
and give me nothing?
i have no money.
and im not looking to get emancipated in the
state of colorado
i have a home that will take me in WASHINGINTON
i have a job in WASHINGTON
and i have a school in WASHINGTON
im looking at emancipation in washington
NOT colorado
because i have NO intent on staying here after 6 weeks
when the school is out here

[panther10758]

If your being abused contact CPS their National Hotline is 1-800-4-A-CHILD
You might also reframe from the poor choice in words it does not add to your maturity it takes away from it