I Guess Its Called Life

little years.

Young Miranda was a pretty crazy kid.

Me, my mom, older sister Kaitlyn, and grandma all lived in a small house.

My best friend was a girl named Zoe who I don't talk to much anymore but we still know each other exist.

we used to play outside with my cat and one time even tried to eat microwave popcorn straight from the bag. we were only about 3 so using microwaves wasn't something we really knew much about.

A bit after I was born my dad and mom got divorced and my mom soon found someone new
He was in the navy and his name was Jeremy.

I didn't like him much for a long time.

A few years later my little sister Emilee was born and a year later my little brother Jacob.

This was pretty cool to me, getting to be an older sister.

Life was pretty great for me. I wasn't even in school yet! 

But that didn't last very long sadly. 

"no it's okay you'll like school" my mom said as we pulled up to supercuts or at least some hair cut place. 

They cut my hair pretty short and we actually donated my long dark hair to cancer. 

I felt pretty good about that.

But I wasn't too happy with my hair being so short!

Then elemtart started , waking up was horrible .

Me and my mom would walk into the living room quietly so I wouldn't wake up my younger siblings, the would then help me with socks,shoes and everything else basically.

I remember during this time I was kinda the center of attention it felt like, my older sister Kaitlyn was kinda in that age where "hanging with mom" wasn't really that cool to her it seemed.
My mom would always surprise me with little random gifts and I absolutely loved it, sometimes it would be some candy, other times random little toys that somehow I always loved. Usually a new littlest pet shop to add to my ever-growing collection.

These were really some good years for me . I didn't have much worries other than where I had left my favorite toy.

School even was okay for the most part I even had a little boyfriend.
Despite my colorful shirts , hello kitty necklaces and squeaky small voice, I had kind of a dark side to myself, even being so young.
I would think of bad things happening all the time , I felt like something bad was going to happen.
I remember for some reason in my mind I was thinking of my mom no longer being on this earth so I'm my mind I thought "I hope I die before my momma, because I'd be too sad ."
I was probably in 1st grade when I thought this, kinda sick.