Diary Of Audrey B Entry 1. Read Count : 119

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For as long as I can remember I've been struggling to find a home...I still haven't. I don't mean I'm homeless. I have a room and a house but its never felt like home. I might say the one I have now feels more like it than ever though. I've never told even my closest friends how I feel. And what I'm going through. But that doesn't matter yet. Let me introduce myself. I'm currently 15. My mom had me when she was 15. And through all the hell and doubt I've had in continuing to live I've been grateful she didn't get rid of me while she had the chance. I have 3 other siblings currently, but only 2 have been there with me, through it all. For years everyone said they were practically my children. I did everything for them through all the kaos. They didn't turn out as well as other children but I think I did a fine job while still looking for guidance my self. Ive grown up to be a responsible young woman most say. At the time my parents were spending all there money away on weed. They played dumb when they pulled up to the houses in the ghetto and left about  two minutes later,but even though I was young  I was never dumb. Before their third child they always guided me. Mainly my father, a very religious man. He taught me to be aware. I've developed a sense where I can look at one person I've never seen before and tell you something about them.I've always been close to my god as my father is.he's done so much for me. I have almost psychic abilities where I envision things before they happen, years before they happen, and I can tell when I see them. I have a skill at keeping friends.there's just one thing about me I've never known what it is. I have nothing to give, I don't go to their houses or hang out with them. Maybe its my attention. I'm a very good listener. I can interpret dreams, and tell them the answers and they always thank me. But one thing I hate is that I'm everyone's security blanket. Theyll go and hangout with someone else and not say a word to me for a month but come back to me when things go wrong. But I never feel so secure with any of my friends to the point where I can explain my issues. And if I do, I lie, because I always simplify things. Everyones always found me so dependable and trust worthy.I have no idea why, its like I have some sign on me that says "explain your problems to me." Or what ever. But I never have a ear that I can make noise to. I hope one day I find one.
-Audrey B

Comments

  • your gifted.. Youll have to deal with that. You seem to got a good head on your shoulders. Thug Life. :)

    Apr 08, 2018

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    Apr 08, 2018

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