I was always told I knew exactly who I was and what I wanted from a young age. I had sisters who made their jealousy of me very clear. I had a mom who thought way to much of me more then the rest of my siblings. A dad I hated for no apparent reason other then he never really acted like a dad. Lastly I had a brother who went through shit and often scared me with threats I found more like promises. In my opinion if I died today at 15 years old, nearly 16, that I would have lived my life pretty well. I have had more experiences then some ever have. I have made mistakes,fallen in love,seen the world from a glass box. Until that glass box broke. It broke at much younger age for me then most, at the mere age of 11 I knew how cruel and unfair the world could be. I blamed everyone for things I thought they could control but I was wrong, cause I had always been the one with the control. I have no idea what the future holds for me, let alone what I want or who I was. I guess I was just really good at faking it even when I had no idea I was. It started with her, not the pain, no that was already there. No she was the one who helped pick up all the pieces and only she could help because we hit rock bottom together. People think high school is their golden years, but hell if there mine then life is not as good as people make it sound. High school also goes by extremely fast. A year ago I sat on the couch asking my brother none stop question about our high school I would be joining him at the next year. I was excited. It was a new start, and before this new start began I had to make a choice who I was before or who I wanted to be. So my mom sent me off to a summer program at Duke University. I had told so many lies that summer I was determined to make them true, to do that I needed her. Lucky for me she was my best friend at the time. Fresh off old best friends we clung to each other, holding our heads above the water, gasping for air. We both were damaged goods, yet everyone wanted us. Oh people knew my name before, I was the sweet girl who tried to be friends with everyone, dancer, Student Government leader. Well everyone was in for one hell of a surprise.
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Teen Fiction"Life is tough my darling, but so are you." A girl doesnt know who she is, and a girl doesn't simply become a women by trying to act like one. That is all a girl does, acts like a women.
