Thursday, February 4, 2016

     I can never remember when or how it all started, but everything is different for me. I have yet to comprehend the reason why. I don't remember being a kid or growing up. I don't remember my parents or a family. I'm just here. I've learned to live with the fact that I'm not like everyone else, but I can't help but think how different my life would be if I could just remember things. I can only remember my life as it started in high school. I am now in my junior year, and my life hasn't changed a bit.