Everyday, there is always a battle going on. Sometimes i have felt that that describes my confusing life. Since i was 7 years old, things became fragile. I felt like i was on a tight rope, looking down on the events that have occurred in my life so far. So much heart ache changed me from being a weak person, to a beautiful trier. All that has ever mattered to me was the subtle, bone-chilling events that made life sweet. It took me years to notice that every worse moment had it's impact on me, and that's alright. Every impact was a good one for me. Like a stepping stone into the person I see in the mirror everyday. The truth is i have never had an easy life. But I believe that all persons haven't made it to where they are without a little storm. Everyone has an ongoing story, and this one just happens to be mine.
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An ongoing story
NonfiksiThis is all about my life. My biography. It starts from my childhood years, and goes to the present. Telling of what ive seen, heard, or done. And what i have learned on the way.
