The Story of my Life

As a 15-year-old, in my life, there has been a forget me drug of set dressings, ch tout ensembleenge and both(prenominal) failure in my personal and in my academic life, though I am not proud to admit. When I was a little girl I was the happiest person you would ever humble, well for the bonnie about part. No matter what people did to me, I would instantly forgive and lam on regardless of what they did to me or the pain they cost me.Now it whitethorn seem standardized I would go from being happy and subject matter to bleak and dull, because of the most important people in my life, who was supposed to be there for me when others are trying to tear me down, however the person watering me down is my own momma and dad.All I did and do was try and be good enough for them, but no matter what I did, its same I depart never be good enough for them. indisputable they loved me, or thats what I valued to think, but when it comes to showing it, it was like they dont care.Emotional and physical maltreatment was a daily routine in my eachday life. My father had no patience and unceasingly assumed he was right about everything, and my mom always assumed the worst in me and followed my father with his accusation, so as a child my voice was taken. I begin to keep everything to myself and became a shadow of my former self. No atomic number 53 noticed because of the smile on my face I would force every time I set off my home, the place I would fear to return, without noticing.At first, shoal failed to be my safe haven.People saw me as the new quiet and fragile girl, so they took advantage of me by verbally and emotionally abuse me. If someone wanted something from me, I would exitingly give it to them, fearing they would posit or do something to me. I was always trying to please everyone and trying to deepen something about myself that people did not like. I remember on the spill after drill starting all my teachers would ask everyone to describe their partner, my partners would take that I was nice to work with, but behind my teacher back spiteful words were being thrown at me like dodgeball pull out I was not dodging it.Sure I had friends, but none that was very close because my parents would not let me go to my friends house or let them come over to mine and of course they couldnt stop the beggarly words that were being thrown at me all they did was pity me. I never like being pity by someone, so I never told anyone about what happened at my home, I would avoid the subject but couldnt keep avoiding it the subject, so I would tell my friends, my fantasy of the family I wanted as if it was the reality.I never understand why people and my parents were mean to me. It took me years to realize that it was impossible to please everyone, so I just didnt even try to please them. When I realize this, its like the humans was lifted off my shoulder. I did not care about anyones flavour of me because I was too distracted by my new foun ded happiness and was too busy living my life. I stopped have the urge and urgency to have everyone like me. I start standing up for myself, manifestation no to people and speaking whats on my mind, but at sometimes I would keep quiet when necessary.The naive part of me was out of my mind, things were improving in my life and was more than better.The man who was supposed to protect me and love me would leave early in the morning and come in the afternoon. If he asks for something and I didnt do it at the same time, he would yell at me and venture to hit me saying he would slap me or knock some of my teeth out, sometime if he would accuse me of doing things I did not do or acts like he know everything and if I dare to say otherwise he would yell and sometime he would slap me, and my mom would stand there and do nothing, sometimes she would try and stop him.He was the only person I truly fear but will not show it, he would be the only person that hindquarters bring me to my lowest point. Despite what happened at my home, at my middle school I would be in one of the highest classes in my school and always passing my classes with the high score. All of the hardship I have been finished in my life made me a stronger person. I pray and rely God gives me the strength to keep going forward despite all the obstacles in my life. I am my own person and I will never change myself to please anyone ever again. My future is in my manpower and I also believe in myself, to make anything possible for myself.