-Whoever said life was easy lied to your face
Serenity's P.O.V.-
Have you ever imagined your life without your parents?
The love they give, how they tuck you in to sleep every night, how they'll never get to see you graduate or go to your prom? It's hard to imagine isn't it? I have to live with it every single day of my life.
Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Serenity Ayana Williams. I'm 18, fresh out of the system. I'm 5'0 tall and averaged size, unlike most girls running around here. I'm not 'thick' as what the young ignorant girls would say. My name means peace, but honestly, I've never experienced peace. My life has been nothing but peace. I'm living in my own personal hell. I never imagined life to be like this as a little girl. Life is never a fairy-tale. It's extremely unfair. But when someone crosses you we feel like we have to get revenge.
You getting revenge is just doing what karma never did. I wish I could get revenge but I can't. I wish I could get my virginity back but I can't. I wish I could erase the bruises they put on me as a 15 year old but I can't. I wish I could cry to my parents but I can't. I can't do any fucking thing but cry. Crying doesn't make shit better, so I don't do it. There's no point. Crying doesn't fix shit, it just makes you look weaker than you already are.
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I never thought I'd have to do this, but I have no other choice. When shit gets tough, you can only depend on you. That's why you don't put your baggage on Nobody else. Because just like everybody else ,they leave too. The only person you have is yourself. You're only supposed to trust YOURSELF.
When you trust yourself you never have to worry about trusting others because others will leave you. Being abandoned makes you realize how unwanted and unloved in this cold dark world. How Nobody wants to put up with you and your baggage.
Tears clouded my vision as I walked down the cold streets of Brooklyn looking for a homeless shelter. This is how it had been for over 8 months now. I was traveling from homeless shelter to homeless shelter. I received nasty looks from people in cars, possibly because of my hair and clothes. Shit is tough, but I bet they don't know what a struggle is because they haven't seen my struggle. I'll be lucky if I live to see tomorrow.
