What is Life? (Leahislove Autobiography)

Chapter 1 - My Young Life

My name is Victoria. I write fanfictions, and I am not afraid to be who I am on this app.

It's who I am. Let me be.

But, I am going to write a different kind of book. It contains stories that are held deep within my heart, and the story that is still yet to continue; my life.

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I was born July fifteenth, in a small city by the name of, Sandpoint, and it resides in the state of Idaho. I will not reveal what year I was born in.

Now, when I was young, I was the type to be a little...idiotic. But, the funny kind of idiotic.

I was so stupid, I got my head stuck in between two bars on a staircase when I was two. I understand that I was just a toddler, but how dumb is that?

I am also pretty sensitive. I always have been. I don't like being the way that I am sometimes, but I just have to live with it. I am sensitive due to how I have been treated throughout my life; by my former friends, bullies, and other people from my past.
When I was a little girl, I earned the nickname, "Crybaby." That stuck with me from kindergarten, all the way to third grade. I hated it.

I relied on adults when I was little. The more I did that, the better that I felt, depending on what the situation was. But, the more and more that I did that, I realized that it wasn't worth it. That I wasn't worth it.

As I got into fourth grade, mental and emotional pain crept into my life. I didn't pay attention to it at first, but then it began to really shine.

I was starting to be around my friends more often, which made my mother feel "bad" because I "wasn't wanting to spend time with her." She always knew how to manipulate me into thinking that I was weak, and that I was still the crybaby that some people knew me as.
The thing is:

My mother still does that.

Ever since she got with her current boyfriend when I was about five years old, she has been that way. Her feelings matter more than mine. I'm just a grain of sand compared to her. I always have been.

Because of her, I slowly became introverted. I didn't want to be around any of my friends. I just wanted to be around myself.

It got so bad, I didn't even want to be around my family sometimes.

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I knew what death was at a very young age. I was scared at the thought of it. It would cross my mind, and "Crybaby" would be on the loose.

I also hated the thought of my grandmother dying. She is still alive and well, but I hated the thought of her not being on this planet. I still hate the thought.

I used to cry mentioning death. It's not my fault I knew what it was at such a young age!

This is going to sound...weird, but I knew what sexual reproduction was in second grade; when I was seven years old.

It was a bit weird to me. But, I learned that it's normal for humans when the time is right for them.

I guess that is what this world is about. Society is strange, and it's not how we all want it to be at times. But, we all just have to deal with it, no matter what age we are...right?