Well I'm currently 15 years old sophomore brown hair and eyes and me.
I still live my life with flashbacks and memories. I don't want to go to a social worker to talk about this because it's not going to help. I'm never going to forget what happend to my 7 yr old self. I live with regret and hatred for myself. I always tell at myself because I didn't need my seat higher and I didn't need my training wheels off because If that weren't to happen I wouldn't be feeling all this mixed emotions today.

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Non-FictionThis is a true story about myself and talking about how to get past this