My life has been through the tests of the tough, but is my heart strong enough for it? |
Once, I was a naive little girl on the streets of creul Houston, Texas. My heart pounded wildly each time death brushed close, even though I came to enjoy it. I'd dash across the streets, laughing insanely as death in the form of a honking car passed centimeters from my seven-year-old body. I was a country girl, locked in a city, but I didn't care. I could run, I was free! I had loyal friends and a bright future.
Then my world turned upside down when we moved. I went from a run-down old section of town to a suburban, 'safe' area. Life was supposed to be better, but it wasn't. It was so much worse. Everyone hated me, I was bored to death intelectually and all the while, I knew I had never had the chance to say goodbye to my friends. Sorrow and depression gripped my heart. I started to consider suicide. Then my world turned upside down again... I switched schools, and for the first time in years, I had a group of friends i could really trust. But in that haze of pre-teen and childhood memories, I lost so much of myself that I no longer know who I am. This is my struggle, my fight, my war against myself. |