I stare at the girl looking back at me in the mirror as I try to figure out who I am and who I am not. Am I the girl I am suppose to be? A girl who takes care of her family and village, who is kind, smart, and loving? Or am I the girl I have dreamed of being. A girl who does anything anyone says she cant, who is fearless, adventures, and brave. Our whole life are based on trying to figure out who we are and who we aren't yet I cant figure out who I am. My eyes shift to the window. I slowly place one foot in front of another moving towards it. Then I find the reason that I am still here in this old run down house. The reason I will never be the girl I have dreamed of being. The wall.