As a child growing up I was always the funny kid. I loved to laugh, make jokes, and play as any kid would until the day we got the news that we were moving to Texas. Summer of 1996 I remember riding planes, sight seeing new places, and enjoying time with my brother and mom and dad. Our last final visit before we made it to Texas was Kentucky. We visited my moms sister for a week apparently we were waiting for the new house my dad bought to be ready. When the time came and we walked into the house I was stunned! Coming from a 3 bedroom two bath trailer to a 3 bedroom 2 bath brick house felt like a mansion! Me and my brother picked our rooms and immediately started to unpack. As kids you wanna explore your new area so we took off and made some new friends. Fast forward to the first day of school. I wasn't the most popular girl in elementary I was "too dark" , "my accent was funny" , "I was too fat". Sadly I dealt with this all the way up until high school, but the pain as a child to get bullied everyday was unbearable. I felt alone and ashamed of myself I didn't want to be there I hated Texas I just wanted to go back to Maryland on base with my friends. You see my dad was in the army proudly served 24 years and I as a army brat new the perks of being an army child. As the year went by I became more fond of the new environment I was in. Made a couple of friends and was content all the way up until 5th grade. When I reached the 5th grade it felt as if the whole world changed in a matter of seconds and I had to learn how to adapt to this new reality.
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The hardest love
Short StoryStarting all over can always be scary and nerve racking. A bunch of restarts on life, new beginnings, betrayal, and fake love can turn a person cold hearted. At the end of the day you find a way to pull through and rise above. The story of my life.
