The Story I Once Knew

I once lived a life as a happy child who lived with her family at home. Growing up I started getting into trouble. I got suspended for the first time in elementary school for fighting and I thought it was the coolest thing ever. I knew then that that was the life I wanted to live. I started skipping school and talking back to my parents. When my parents divorced I went down heel really bad. I started to hang out with gangs, and using drugs. When I turned thirteen I got into the system and ever since I’ve been in and out of group homes, detention facilities, and Procter homes.

I would want to let the future know how you have to make the best of life because one day it will end and you won’t have anything. And yes times do get hard and you have to learn how to deal with them in order to get by. That it is ok to mess up just learn from the mistakes you make. We have all gone through a lot so we know what its like to feel lonely, mad, frustrated, happy, and sad.

The message I would want to send is “get mad whatever you want to do, cry a river build a bridge and get over it’’ because if you cant do that you wont go any where in life. And always remember that “someone always has it worse then you. Appreciate life and live it to the fullest, put effort into \what you do and try to be as happy as you can.

The story I once knew was that I cried and I complained about how life was so unfair but hey! they told me “this is not burger king you cant have it your way.’’ And so I learned to get over it.