My life is not all Paper rosses, peeches, and, Pears. It gets tough, you see I am dissabled, special needs, handy caped, autistic, A.D.H.D, O.D.D, Bi-poler, Touch feel sound sensitive, Learning dissabled. I struggle to remember things, because of my short-term memorie loss. I have a sleeping dissorder, so I'm on meds for that. I was raised in a small town for 7 yrs, then my family and I came to Spokane Washington. Because of my short attension span, its hard to foccas, so in school I cant focas. I've gotten beter, now that I'm being home schooled. I love to listen to music, write, and, sing. When I write, I feel so open, I feel alive. When I see a blank piece of paper, with a pencil in my hand, all my feelings and imagination, spills out of me. So much energy poors out of my heart and soul. My mind, it just travels though me like an untamed ocean or an untamed wild horse ready to feel the wind. It burns like fire for the first time. I feel so alive to write, I open a door and I am exploring a whole new world on my own. With no one to tell me no, or say its to dangerous. No one to tell me were to go, it is mine, and, I can do what ever I want. Thats what I love about writing. I dont use my dissavantages for excuses on why, I cant do things. I work with my problems, they make me who I am. I am not going to let anything stop me from what Iove to do, I love My Mother and Father, I know they always there for me, so as you can tell My life is just fine. All I ask is that you read my writing and comment, and in return I well read you're writing and comment on what I think of it. Thank you!!