Pain is an inevitable part of life. You can't escape it, run from it, or hide it. Your words may tell a different story of happiness and cheer, but your eyes hold the dark truth. Even without tears they still say everything. Pain is inevitable… there is death, bullys, family issues, abuse, lost friendships, broken hearts, open wounds, everything. Everything causes pain even the happy moments… those cause a different pain. These are the death of me, because I know I’ll never have them back. My childhood didn’t have many smiles, but when it did… I still felt a slight sadness. A sadness because I knew it wouldn’t always be like that and I didn’t know how long it would be till I had it again. I had someone who was always there but July 3rd the pain was inevitable… life is just a happy cover, but death is the hard truth. Death isn’t just life… personalities can die, mine did. I’m not the same girl, I’ll never be that girl again. Death can take the life of the innocent and the guilty. Death can take away the physical body, the personality, and the feelings. The feelings... they can die so easily. Nothing is safe, but it will all workout. Even though I’ve been through a lot.... I’m still here… I never hurt myself… I made it out alive. Everything has two options the good and the bad. Pain is inevitable, but you can have it kill you or you can have it make you stronger… make you better. You can’t escape it, you just have to face it.

I'm 16 as I write this, but in my mind I'm a 40 year old. Even though I had to grow up fast and get some thick skin... I still can't express how grateful I am with everything I've gone through. I know it sounds crazy, but now I have nothing else to fear. If life was all perfect and happy, I feel as though I would be aa spoiled brat who has never had to work for things in her life... kind of like half the millennials on earth today. Although since I've had to grow up fast and put on my big girl pants, I've seen that nothing is perfect and if you have everything handed to you then you will never be able to survive in the real world. Yes, I know that it's crazy to be thankful for all of the things in life that have gone wrong but it made me who I am. That's the best thing I could ever have, be me before society makes me what they want me to be.