Best Days of My Life

Hey, my name is Aster. I'm 16, I love reading, I have lots of friends, I have long brown hair that touches my waist, I have green eyes, I think that I'm pretty, and I love jawbreakers. I live in the suburbs of California with my dad. Now that you know a little about me, we are friends, and now that we are friends, I'm going to tell you my story. I'm writing this to you so that you will know that things do work out for the best. I have been to hell and back, but I'm here, happy, and I smile at the future. I know this may seem like an odd thing to say, but it's true. You may be thinking right now, "If she is that happy, how could she have been in that bad of a place. She would never understand my pain." This may be true, but everyone suffers. I just want to tell you my story. All though bad things happened, these were the best days of my life, and they made me who I am today. But before we get to where I'm at today, we have to start at the beginning. It starts when I was 13....