My Story

My story is not a happy one. It’s a story of death and despair and getting through everything that has happen. My story began as any other, happiness was there and my smile and laughter was heard. Even though this I still pushed everyone away scared of everything would come crashing down. It was a day hanging out with two boys, twins, the only people that ever got to the scary parts of my head. They had gone to get ice cream for us all. This is where my story begins.