It all started when I was seperated from my family cause we were very poor so me and my sisters had to live with my grandmother. I didnt mind living with her but things were very different with her. When my family got some money my mother and father sepertaed but me and my sisters stayed with our mother. We moved to Georgia and lived in a town called Lawrenceville, there we lived in a big house not technally a mansion. I had very wonderful neighbors such as my old good friends Ricky and his little sister Oliva, they were my best friends even if I didn't even know what a best friend was. Although me and Ricky were more than best friends, he wes my boyfriend and I loved him very much. Through my life of living there when I was 6 and 7 I was very happy, it was the best time of my life. It was so amazing it I can't even include all the details in this story.
Now im eight years old and im moving back to New York Inever even got to say goodbye to my friends it was a happy but sad experiance but I had to get over it because I knew was never coming back. Finally after maybe a 1 day nd 5 hour drive was backin New York. It is very different from Georgia indeed. When I got home I located everything inthe house and unpacked of course. A few weeks later I started third grade I think... Anyway I made some good friends named Mallory,andErin. Well I didn't meet Erin in school I actually met her while watching my dad plant flowers in the garden. Oh sorry I forgot to mention that she was my neighbor. Now fourth grade I met wonderful friends named Jacqueline and Anthony,well Ididn't talk to them a lot for some reason not sure but I remember that me and Jacqueline didnt talk until the end of fourth grade because we got into a fight about something. Now fifth grade, I loved it well sorta until the end after graduation from elementary. On the second to last day I got into a yearbook problem with my teachers the made me so upset I didnt even go to school on the final day. Sixth grade I barely remember so ill skip to seventh which is when I started taking spanish. This is also when my life gotten worse I stopped doing my homework, playing more video gameswhile becoming more aggressive and competitive and somewhat shy and depressed. I spent hours maybe days on computer and xbox but I never really realized how much it was effecting me.
Now finally eigth grade I turned 13 on 7/28/12, I remember this day as "the day it all started" because that was the turning point of my life, the time when the good and the bad side of me came out. But I was trying to live the life of a normal teenager butI went way over that well sorta. I've lost some friends due to anti-socialism and people becoming aggressive to me. People also call me a loner or emo something like that becauseI would barely talk and wear all black. Every day someone would make me feel like nothing especially family and teachers but that won't effect me anymore. As long as I have my music, books and my best friend jacqueline I am determined to stay in this world for as long as possible. I've attempted suicide for many reasons to pathetic to tell but one reason is... That I guy I liked for a while broke up with me because his parents didn't like non-white people and since i'm mixed skin or "black" he broke up with me which made me very upset that I haven't even got over it now up to this very day.
Well it is now March turning April in two days so I think its about time to forget the past, although it will haunt me until I die but, theres nothing I can do about that. I'm turning fourteen in three months and so far my life gotton from good to worst but since I started typing this my lifes been depressing, but two things good happened to me since the past week, I got a new boyfriend and my best friend finally read my stories and poems and loved them, that made me feel awesome and creative. Also my teachers said they liked them which helped increase my self esteem however you spell it. A poem that makes me feel slightly happier when i hear it is called "Nothing Gold Can Stay" written by Jack Frost
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.