Lone Wolf Years.

Days, weeks and months passed by when not a single classmates of mine came up to me and said, "Good Morning" or "Hi!" I was never depressed about that. I started my life pretty much like that! When I came home from school and went up to my bedroom and sat on my bed, pretending to be happy and had a nice day, a sentence used to fly away from our kitchen on the left, "Take a shower and tidy your room!" I wouldn't say I was an obedient, but the reason I wasn't is because I wanted to get attention, wanted the warmth and the most probably for accusing me for something I haven't done. My parent's never really trusted me because of my arguing. When there was all spanking and ranting, I just hold my breathe and told myself, there will be a time when our neighbours would drop by for this or that and when my family would talk with them, my parents would say, pointing to the bookshelf's first compartment, "that's my girl's book, she's a writer"! I wasn't ever be able to make my mum and dad proud of anything, and I wants to as much as anything. My friends was, is and will be playing a great role in my writing life and everything that surrounds it. When I first told my mum and dad that I opened a blog and I love writing, they were like, "Pfft, yeah, right! My daughter can't even add 1+1 she writes!" But just that attitude made me bit my tongue hard as I could and it would be until I made a cut. But I knew deep inside somewhere that these people are the reason me being what I am. I love music and it was my first career choice, but they was successful in that mission! When I promoted to 6, I started to get friends, cause I changed myself. I used to be silent and not funny at all! I 'had' to change myself to get friends. And now when my best friend calls me and ask's what I'm doing, I just slap the slang-est word on her in my mind and say, Fine. When I first started my whole writing and music and boxing fiasco, the natural feedback was like the arrows thrown by Katniss Everdeen! Still, those are the only feedback I hang onto. And to accomplish my goal and make my family proud of me. Thinking outside the box was like committing a crime called, Drug Dealing! But with all the melodrama on my life, I don't want anyone to pity on me. I just wanna say, "Life would give you the worst, find the best in it. Cause it is way too short to think and the best is breath-taking! And writer's it's our only hope!" : )