Ever heard of a life in 3 pages?
Growing up I was a easy-going child. I never really understood the real meanings of life. I guess that I always thought of life as a game, having no care in the world what so ever. I guess after things started changing by time I was eight years old, I finally realized life isn’t a game, it is a responsibility. My mother had become sick between the year of 2007-2008. It was very hard on me, I went to the hospital to see her when she was very ill. It would tear me up to see her in pain when she tried to hide it with a smile. She began to become deeply ill than she had been. She wasn’t getting better. I knew then that I had lost all hope in life. I saw the real truth. Life isn’t a game. I can’t show you how it’s played. I can’t be the coach. That is your responsibility, just as mine. I began to think of how life has it’s ways. You may think that life is an easy task but it isn’t. When my mom finally couldn’t take anymore pain she was called to heaven by her father, God. While my mother was ill I was living with my aunt Joann & uncle Art, but when she was going to be taken off air support I didn’t go, because I knew life was there waiting with its ways to tear me apart. I had to go to a whole different school district. Which was rather odd in my opinion. I absolutely did not want anything to do with anyone in the school. I loved my old school and town. It was like I was leaving behind a part of me and starting off without myself entirely. The only reason I thought this way I realize now is because I was so desperate for love, hopeless, I couldn’t think of any other positive way of life. When life took my mother from me I thought I lost everything. The truth is she will always be in my heart, and I didn’t realize the love and sympathy my other family members had given to me over the years and during my mother’s illness. When I should have noticed not everything was taken from me. I still had loving people standing by my side every step of the way. Caring for me when I had those midnight nightmares, kissing and tucking me in under the warm bed sheets at night to make sure I was safe and sound, or having the wonderful times going out and “enjoying” life. As time grew I began to get used to the new surroundings and accepting everything that happened. Realized it happened for a reason. I was kind of over getting told to throw my hands up in the air. Which made me just start taking responsibility in the world as I said before. I would get in outrageous fights with my aunt and uncle. Hard to control fights that lasted forever and seemed ongoing. I took control and sucked up any emotions that I had let show. I started hiding them. Which for one was a solution but not the best. Later after that I soon realized I had all these friends at school,but were they true friends? I had a best friend since 2nd grade and we were almost inseparable but that had changed when I was in the 5th grade. She went her seperate ways and I had found mine. I grew really close to one of my friends from back in 3rd grade and she has been my best friend ever since. She is my true friend, and there every step of the way. She taught me the fun things in life, how it CAN be careless if you just live life while you can. Life is almost a lesson. There are journeys you have to take, twists and turns but when the sky comes falling down, you just have to realize it isn’t the end just stand back up and keep your head held high. To this day, she still is my best friend. I have some fights with my aunt & uncle but I can maintain my anger issues. I may lose control sometimes but I always take it back. I don’t hide my emotions no longer. I let myself be free. Live while you can, life is too short. Too short. Someday I will soon become something for now, I am just waiting for life to give me that opportunity to start somewhere. I can also say that I can leave on a positive note. A little side note to my life being positive, “The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.” –Eleanor Roosevelt . What is a book without a happy ending?
