So I don't really know how to start...
Well when I was eight I started to realize that everything and everyone weren't the way they seemed. My father and I never really spent time with each other, the main reason of that is because he was deported. The same year he was deported I was sexually abused, my mother had problems paying the bills, and there was constant arguing between her and my three sisters. I was depressed but didn't know how to handle it, I just sat alone in my room and drew every emotion that popped into my head. From the beginning and ending of middle school I never really connected with anyone, so I just stopped trying. At the beginning of high school I actually made real friends. That helped put the bad memories to rest, only for a while. They still come up now and then, but I found out a way to keep them there. I try constantly to make atleast one person smile everyday to keep them and myself from letting the past catch up to us. I just go on everyday with a fake smile, there was only one person who could see through it though. I loved and hated that about her. That's all I got for now...
