I'm here,
I'm here at this unfamiliar house.The lady that was with me on that white room,
apparently lives here.
It's a nice house,
three bedroom,
two bathrooms,
and a nice back yard.She brought me to live here,
with her.
I don't know why, but I know one day it will be all figured out.My room was small,
but l liked it.
It had a bookshelf covering a wall that was filled with books.
My bed was covering with purple sheets and cover.
My clothes and stuff animals put away where ever.
I must say,
I like it.
But it's not home.
All I want is home and a happy set of parents.The lady says her name is Jenny,
She says that I will stay here for a while.
I guess that is okay.School was coming back again in a few weeks.
I like school,
it is my escape from my world at home,
I love to soak up the most knowledge possible.
But I don't know about this year.
Jenny says I might go to a different school.
I guess I'm okay with that.
New start.We ate my favorite for dinner,
chicken nuggets.
I know very childish for a thirteen year old,
well I'm almost fourteen, and couldn't care less.I have chapped lips today,
but couldn't find my favorite lip balm,
it was flavored as the red skittle.
"Jenny, do you have my red skittle lip balm?" I asks quietly.
"No, sweetie, but I will get some when I go to the store."
"Okay."
I leave the room to go back to my room.
I just read and read, and wrote and wrote.
Why not waste my life reading and writing when it gives me such joy?Jenny always wanted to know what I was writing but I was just writing this.
This is my story, this is me writing down how I live.
This is me writing for myself in the future.
This is me trying to coax with the thought that me parents left me.
This is me trying to make sense of this world me live in.
This is me trying to find a way in this world of ours.
Without this, my thoughts in my head would eat me alive.
This is me trying to explain my self, to my hopefully new and improved self.
I want to keep all my memories fresh in my mind and this helps.
I can go back in time and learn from past mistakes and thrive to be a better me.So future self.
Hey how are we doing?Learn! Learn from everything you do, bad or good. Learn about others perspectives and story. Because there isn't just one story for a group of people. All I say is learn.

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Finding A Way
Short StoryA girl tries finding a way through a life that is cruel and mistreating. But your not broken until you break. Will she break under the struggles and problems or will she face them and over come her horrible past.