well this will be my first blog on myself and my opinions, but I'll do my best to describe those things so don't hate on me. Ok well I was born in a small town in Florida, called Apopka, I lived there till I was 8 (I'm 17 now, so yeah a WHILE back) because when I was 7 my mother passed away;moved to a nice peaceful place called Costa Rica, Central America to a province called Alajuela, I had a rough time there because most of the people there were a little racist (not all of them) and some acted like my friends and found out about my mom, then they back stabbed me and told everyone. They began to bully me constantly; I had friends that would actually help me and support me, not many but hey id rather have a couple amazing friends I am grateful for, then thousands of fake friends how either back stab you or bail out on you (I hate back stabbers -_-). after years and years of holding in all the anger, pain and suffering that was inflicted on me, one day I finally exploded, I blacked out next thing I knew I put one kid in the hospital and hurt the other one badly also (I still feel terrible for doing that even though it was a long time ago), I would get bad grades, fight, etc. I felt like if I were already dead on the inside, I was becoming cold-hearted; a monster, it was as if my heart stopped or if it just disappeared. On new years eve 2012-2013 I moved back to Apopka, Florida (my father felt pity and bad for me so we moved back), I had a small vacation (a month) then I started school in February. I didn't really care if I would make friends, I mean I was already broken into pieces mentally so I guess I wasn't really me, my grandmother saw I had a seriously bitter face, then she told me "I know you aren't happy now but please try to make friends and try to smile" I replied to her "ok..." just so I wouldn't get a lecture, two days go by, I've been doing the same routine, this girl whose name I will not mention (for various reasons) was very sweet, kind and kind-hearted with me, at that point little by little I started to like her and think of her as a angel; a guardian angel, she actually got my heart to beat again (metaphorically). She and I have been great friends for a while now, she was my dated to my cotillion (dance) and my homecoming dance, she's been there for me through bad and good times, I don't know what I would do without her and she gave me back something I haven't had since the day my mother died, my smile (if you would have went through what I've been through then you would understand), well anyways I'm really grateful to her and I would do anything for her just as she would do the same for me. If you guys want my opinions on a certain topic just comment on this post and I'll answer it as soon as possible.


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