I am sitting in my room. listening to the stories that the walls tell. stories of the first cut on my wrist. the first drop of blood that that fell to the floor. stories of my laughter, the times when life was great. stories of the first girl in my bed. the first time two souls became one. these walls tell the story of my many tears. all the times i cried out to God. these wall hold my history. everything i have ever known. i hope these walls stand forever. i hope they survive the test of time. i want others to enter my room. i want them to hear the amazing stories of a unique life.
