Well, there isn't much to tell about me. I am just a teenager going through regular teenage problems and more. I live with my mom, who is a single parent. She has raised 4 of us on her own and I admire her for that. She is part of the reason I write. When she comes home from work and has a bad day, I am usually the one that gets it taken out on and I feel like I am the reason for her problems. I go in my room and sit or lay down on my bed and think about how much I wish that I was my godmother's child. She is the other reason I write. She supports me through everything and when I talk to her I feel like a person that is loved. Deep down I feel like if I were to die, or when I am to die, she is the only one that would care and the only one to mourn. That is basically the true story behind Gabrielle Abrams. Not many teenagers talk about there feelings so I feel like when I cant talk to my godmother or get in touch with her for some reason, my therapist is paper, pencil, and tears.
I constantly get this feeling that I don’t belong
It hurts feeling this way
Even worse when I know that it is true
Everyday I see my siblings treated with love, care, and respect
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It is top secret, no one can know.
It is my secret, the world should keep away.
It has been kept in a secret place.
I hate what it is, but it is killing me inside.
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I remember the day my life changed forever.
That day we became closer than ever.
Devastating news arrived to me that dreadful afternoon.
Tears of devastation ran down the hump of my cheek.
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