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Judging and Life.
My life isn't Perfect but, then again, who's is? I'm not here to mope around and tell everyone my life is worse then there's cause I know I'm pretty lucky with what I have. All I can say is I'm not like most teenage kids.
When I was four my dad walked out. To much to handle and didn't feel the same is what he said. When I was four I also fell on a treadmill, skinned my legs to the bone. When I turned five, I fell down the stairs, had my tonsils taken out, missed a lot of school(still passed), had my cousin shot, another put in jail, and my mom locked away for eight years of my life. Which involves a whole lot of judging.
When I was six, my grandma was diagnosed with cancer and I was passed around between friends and family. When I was seven, my grandpa almost died to cigarettes and beer. When I was eight, I was burned with a family friends cigarette when he dropped it on me. When I was nine I was having many ear problems and having breathing problems. When I was ten, I went to Disney land and my grandma was able to go. Best year in a while. When I was eleven, my best friend and first kiss died when his drunk father hit a tree. When I was twelve, my grandparents were on vacation when my sister and her friend got into a four-wheeler crash and got rushed to St Marys. When I was thirteen, my mom came home-boy did she change. When i was fourteen, I shattered my foot because the doctors made a mistake.
I'm now fifteen. This year I had another cast on, ran away, got caught, and started dating this amazing guy. It was ruined because of people judging my past. Not only that, but I also discovered I have to much acid in my stomach, keep passing out, and having a hard time with the family.
I may have just waisted 5 minutes of your life reading this, but i just proved a point to you that what you have in life is special. And those little embarrassing moments you have are just little bumps on a long road ahead of you. Try not to look at your past and live life the best you can. You never know what will really happen.
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