So nobody has actually gotten to learn the real me. I’m 17 years old. And I live and strive to be someone I wasn’t. I live with my grandparents Because I have abusive parents. You know. I’ve grown up a lot when I was younger. I’ve learned now that all I want to do is be a little kid again. To not have fears to not be scared when some one raises there hand. People raise a hand at me and I flinch. They laugh.. If they only knew the pain that I went through. You know I’ve been through a lot but I wish there was a single person out there willing to get to know me. Be my friend. Be willing to stand there and be like I will be your friend