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by Jenna May 31, 2006 category : Life, society / other
I used to live in the bad part of town people wandered the streets with a permanent frown Everything was dirty and covered with trash my school was old but still part of my past Everyone was poor some people did drugs while others stole only to then be mugged My apartment was small but it was my home my friends had problems I had several of my own I never thought it was weird it was the life that I knew but that all changed the day that I moved We bought a big house the neighbours were kind everyone was happy problems were hard to find My school was nice the kids always smiled no one seemed to know sorrow and I liked it for a while Then I remembered all the things from my past I tried to outrun it so my new life could last People thought I was strange because I had friends who died they couldn't understand why each night I cried They thought I was odd because I'd gone out with boys or that my friends drank or smoked instead of playing with toys To them it was weird that my family didn't get along no matter what I tried I just didn't belong Where I came from I was a good child but now I'm considered rebellious and wild I didn't change just the people around I went from the top of the bottom all the way to the ground