Yeah the pictures were "moved or deleted" because I switched them to a different album, and I'm not re-doing the
So, I was born. Like any other child, from a young couple, both already been married once before. We lived in a little 4
bedroom house, right across from the zoo. My bestfriend lived across the road. There was even a park. We had 2 cats.
What a perfect life for a baby. I was dressed in big poofy dresses. Always had the whole outfit. I loved bows. My mom
and I would go to the zoo almost everyday. My favorite were the elephants. 21 months laiter, along came Sophia. Little
did I know that my life was changed. We barely went to the zoo. We stayed at home while the baby cried. She got all the
dresses. I played by myself. My bestfriend moved. I've never heard from her since.
So this little house in a city got too small. So we moved to the suburbs. To a small town named Hartland. I went to
preschool. I was very shy, so I had about, 4 friends. I still wore the dresses though. We would spend a whole month of
each summer at my Granny's cottage on Lake Superior. I'd wake up at 7 in the morning just to play in the sand. We'd go
swimming, I'd tan. We'd go to the parks. The zoo's. I taught myself to sew. The coolest 6 year old around(:
Then Granny's husband, Charlie, passed away. So Granny sold the cottage, to the neighbor. He knocked down the house.
Memory's; shattered. No more lake superior. So now we spent summers at my aunt and uncles cottage. We have to walk down
hills to the beach. It's all rocks. And the water is ice cold. The boat died. Now there's only a Sea-Doo. Which you
cannot drive by yourself. So I tought myself to make games by jumping off the dock.
Soon I went to 1st grade, and through 4th. Not much happened here. Except for I was really bossy, and I grew out of
that. And I lost some shy-ness. I learned how to play with other kids, and soon enough I was going on my way. I learned
to dance. I quickly decided that's what I loved. I also did cheerleading, but that sucked. With dance I won medals and
trophies. I thought I was so great.
5th grade I started to go down. I started to wear Abercrombie, and I thought I was so cool. But some people had the guts
to call me ugly. So that dropped my confidence to about 0.5. I would only talk to 1 friend at a time. I wouldn't go out
for things. I'd stay in my own little bubble.
6th grade. I was one of the oldest kids at latchkey, because my parents didn't trust me to stay home alone. I became
friends with the younger kids; they thought I was so cool. I spent almost every weekend away from home, I played
volleyball. I tought myself how to french braid my own hair. Got my first phone. My first boyfriend. I was all up. I
started to watch scary movies. I was going out of "normal" and going into my own self.
Now, I live in a small town that's growing like crazy. Sorry to say, but I like the calmness more. My bestfriend lives
48 miles away. We live down the road from a church. I wear skinny jeans and sweaters. My mom and I barely talk. My
favorite animals are the Giraffe. I burn. I don't even like sand. I have no self controll. And I can't open up to people
while I'm around other people.
This is my life; and see how much I've changed?