It was a day like any other day. There was something special about this day in particular, because it was the day I was born. On April 17th of 1996 my mother brought me into this huge world, full of love, full of happiness, full of expectations.
Little did we both know, we were in the ride of our lives.
I have a sister that's 3 years older than me, we have the same dad. But, he left. I don't remember much of my first two years, but I do remember the endless amounts of love, from my mom, my two sisters, and my brother who lived about 2 hours south of us. I want to believe I was happy then, because what 2 year old isn't? Well, that's when our life changed. For the worse.
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My Life The Way I see It
RandomStory of how a young girl continues to run into problems. Her struggle with love, friends, depression and suicide.
