Story cover for Free Advice c: by kimbolyy23
Free Advice c:
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Ongoing, First published Apr 29, 2014
I'm Kimberly and I would like to maybe be a counselor when I'm older. I would like to start now to see if my ADVICE are good enough. I'm 14 and I would like you guy's to help me improve this skill into helping people with their struggles in life. But I don't know if I'm good enough. I would like to get a lot of questions by the end of year. And serious ones. Like about love and family and ect. By the way, DON'T be scared to write down any of your problems that happens in you're life. There's nothing to be ashmed of it's normal. The same situation that is happening to you can be happening to millions. Thank you for those who write down questions and help me with my future. This is free advice! By Kimberly. It's all about you! Just give me an question that you're struggling in life and I'll give you advice! It could be anything!
Love..
Parents.
Friends..
Brothers..
Bestfriends..
Teachers..
Relationship ect..
I'll give you all the advice you need! And do all my best to help you !
Ask away
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They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?