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the life of a young girl
I was 3 years old when I got my first pet. Little did I know that in a few months he would be gone. That he would dig under my grandparents fence to leave forever.
I learned that santa claus isn't real and that all of these years I have been living a lie.
I’ve held my baby sister right after she was born. She was tiny and warm. Her cute little eyes staring into mine making me rethink my existence. I was 4.
I’ve heard my parents fight over and over again. I kept replaying it in my brain until my dad left. That's when things started to turn for me.
I’ve had the opportunity to sing in church but I didn't because of all the eyes staring at me and making me crumble in a ball and forget the purpose of my being.
I saw the look on the homeless person’s face when we brought them bread and food from panera. That I will never forget.
I’m still learning how to love people the right way. But oh boy, that's hard.
I once screamed when I heard the sound of my nose breaking on a kneecap. If anything my nose is straighter than it used to be.
I’ve driven my mom’s car purposely to hit these boys that bullied my 9 year old sister. My mom stopped me from doing anything though.
I bought eyelashes, candy, clothes, and hair dye with my mother’s card. I was supposed to spend 10 dollars but I spent $65 instead
I’ve lost Cocoa. The most sweet boxer I have ever met. She had the biggest eyes and used to protect me and made me feel better when I was sad.
I’ve been scared by a spider crawling on my arm. I got bit by it but I’m pretty sure my cat ate it.
I long to see Paris. The Eiffel Tower. Going there with my grandparents and eating croissants.
From the dares I’m willing to do I did a backhandspring. I’m surprised I haven't died yet.
I’ve stored my Polaroid pictures in a book. Now they're hanging on the walls holding on to my memories and never letting them go
I felt snow falling on my face. Perfectly placing on my eyelashes and melting in my hair. Sticking out my tongue to catch the snowflakes, dancing in the snow flurries.
I am learning to care for people step by step. It takes practice but hopefully I'll get the hang of it by tomorrow.
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this is a very true and real poem. It about my life, so it's an auto biography