I used to come home from school and watch the ceiling. I had nothing else to do… The main reason being that I had no friends. I was the girl that you would hang out with in the morning until your real friend came along. The all around just-there kid.

I had this teacher who was literally the devil. I’m not saying, “Oh, she gives to much homework.” No, in fact that’s not even close. I’m not going any farther, just know that she is the main reason I was scared to go to school everyday.

Today, a motivational speaker came to my school. He was amazing, maybe you’ve heard of him, his name is Mark Brown. But that’s not the point. It doesn’t matter what he looked like or what his name is, no it was his words.

Today, my memories came flooding back, the bad ones that I blocked out. The ones I was to afraid to come to terms with. The speech lasted forty minutes and we had thirty minutes of discussion in our homeroom. That was what got me shaking inside.