0CT0BER 12, 1990-PRESENT DAY
I was born not too long ago. I don’t remember much. The year was 1990 and I would assume it was cold since I was born in October. My mother was just another case in the long line of teen pregnancies that were drastically on the rise around that time. However, she vowed to be different. She forged working papers, budgeted her money, and juggle school, work, and a child so my life wouldn’t be a soup opera like everyone else who grew up without a father. I never had a father and I don’t like the idea of one. I never felt like I grew up with a handicap due to having one parent because my mother spoiled me, and my little brother who would come around 4 years after me. My farthest places memories are like tainted stills. I guess that’s just the romantic way my thoughts captured all the scandals and tragedies of my childhood even with a hard working mother, she couldn’t always be there. I will never forget my first day of kinder garden. All the white girls just were so attached to me and we played hand games and painted. The boys alienated for reasons I didn’t understand until I reached 3rd grade. I always had a really deep connection with myself since I was the only one I talked to about serious issues. I mean I was never a loser in school. I was always hanging out with the popular I just didn’t have a voice and didn’t care to find one. I was quite alright with the idea of drifting along with the crowd until I started high school. High school was my coming out days and now they are gone. My biggest achievement in high school was finally accepting myself, flaws and all, and having friends that love me for me. Though this may seem like a minor achievement after walking in my shoes you would feel otherwise.
I am a sinner & a saint. I am a preacher & a pusher. I am a rebel & a teacher. A complete walking contradiction. I'm nothing but a wild young heart that knows it all, saw it all, & lived it all. You should get to know me. I'm the type to change up your state of mind.
