Tarnished Spirit

~Intro

                                                                     
Hello to whoever chooses to read this, I am Samantha Grenich, I know weird name, right? But its mine and besides 57-year-old Samantha Grenich in Brooklyn, New York, it is pretty much one of a kind. Guess that’s another thing I can be thankful of my parents for. Anyway, I am, as of April 15th 1995, 14 years old, I live in the most rainy and cold place ever (or atleat in my opinion I do) and I’m allergic to shellfish, peanuts and pineapples. Yes, these are pretty random facts, but I think we can now skip past the whole ‘What’s your favorite colour?” thing. Its blue, just so you know.

So, good luck reading this whoever you are because I can assure you it will be a very problematic ride. I know you’re expecting a lovely girl whose only worries are boys and what hair style goes well with her outfit and I know what you’re probably thinking 'what’s the worst that can happen?', ‘She’s a teen they over exaggerate everything!” Well to answer, a lot can happen to a young orphan girl, left to fend for herself against the world especially in a place like this, so when I say a lot, I mean a lot. It was enough to force me to take the same path as some girl in a book I read somewhere and write all my thoughts, days and basically whatever I wish down. Hopefully this isn’t a thing that only works in books or movies because I swear if nothing changes, I might just go psyco on this whole town,

                                      See you soon, that is if you’ve even made it this far.