nothing real happened when I was seven.
At eight I got super depressed. We had moved once more to New York one of the loudest most hamster like like ever.
I moved into a crappy house I had a hard time making friends the first day I did not smile I gave no shits for any one in my class. The second day people had the gut to come up to me and to talk I meet Kayla and Lidia the only friend I had at the time.
So the third day I put on my calendar smile and laugh and I was treated like a normal human I was not hearing that many murmurs of my name. But I side I felt let my self dieing a little because I don't like act happy I like looking like I feel but then I got used to the smile and I just gave up being my self because I meet Erin who took me along time to get use to her style of crazy put I love she is like a sister to me and Andrew (I grow to hate Andrew but now we are friends)and Colleen who yous to be super quiet so I may have not of had that many friends but to this day I will always treasure the moment my had to gether.
At 8 spent most of the time with not being a kid because I was allergic to Grass, allergic to face paint allergic, do anything fun. So I grew up fast. Still had the same fried. But I did spend alot of time crying and the only thing that I would do is watch TV it was the only thing that could cure my sadness. And I still do this.
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