I walk a life that people don't see but me. I always tell myself that one day I'll found someone, that will see behind-the-scenes of the life that I've lived for so long. That I have hinden from so many pepole. Someone who will take the time to truly understand everything about me.
I have been in an out of so many place that all they want to is dope me up do to the fact they think I'm talking out my ass. When really it is what I have seen in my life an they havent in there's. So I have learned to keep it all inside of me so I don't go back to these places again.
By the time I was seventeen I was out on the street to do for myself. I had to grow up real fast. I had to learn to do things maybe I shouldn't of done. Like still to feed for myself because I was hungry an haven't eaten in weeks or take a shower in founets that was in a park after hours. At two in the morning where no one should see me. Yes I had to do a lot I didn't want to do but I had to.
When I was eighteen years old I did some thing I still have to live with at this very moment. I had to go through so much pain with blood everywhere on that pavement. I woke up from so many wounds that no one should ever have to see in the life. I should of never been walking but I was to stubborn to let anyone tell me different.
I have lived with a group of different types of people that there world is normal but yours may not be! I have been in small towns, big town, woody town, an so many other type of towns. You never know where I've been because you haven't been the one who is going there.
I also was in an out of rehabs to learn to speak my own words as well to take my own path. While I was in all of this storm that I was in, I didn't have any one still who truly understood me for who I was nor loved me for who I was truly am.
By the time I was twenty-one my real family came to see me in the place I lived at with a group of different types of people in a woody town. I didn't know if I should of been happy or pissed. To be honest.
I have tried so many times to found away to get my GED. I didn't know how I would get to the place. I didn't know if I would be able to stick with it but here I am now at the age of twenty-six. I'm in my classes. I'm always working on getting my own place. Plus the best of all I finally found the one. The one that truly is willing to understand who I am an love me for who I am. My demons an all. She is named Aslan. Yes Aslan, the love of my life.
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Short StoryA strong person try to found someone to understand them but sooner in life they do.