When I was...quite young I fell off a tree losing half of my previous memories, everything about my family almost was gone. I was badly damaged they took a piece of the back of my ear and transpanted the extra skin onto my forehead. I was told that when I fell off I tripped hitting the gate with a nail sticking out and landing on the cement. I was almost killed that day... After I recovered I basically didn't remember anyone and suffered from anesia. When i got home i didn't know where i was but it felt 'homey' if i would descibe it perfectly. I would dream of falling off a high buildings or at the edge of my staircase even though the floor was just right in front of me; I grew a fear of heights including tall people who would tower over me like they would fall on me any second. I became sleep deprived from all those nightmares. I even developed being diagnosed with D.I.D. which was referred as 'Multiple Personality Disorder' back when i was young I named my other 'half' as daniel. As i grew up, my father left my mother to bury his father and never came back which i soon later found out after five years that he cheated on not only my mom but my family with another woman. They had three kids together. At that time i was only 7 when i heard, i felt i wanted to kill myself but fear overwhelmed me and so i didn't. I continued to grow up being raised as the second oldest of four at the time, my mom perfectly raised me and my siblings as an only mom the only problem was that she had to work two shifts and we ever hardly saw her. And since my brothers were only younger than myself I had to step up becoming the 'big brother' forcing my eyes to become sharp, naturally glaring at people even though I wasn't. When I hit my eleventh birthday I was gracefully given a dog that my mom bought for me from someone who didn't care for him, I felt a connection to him. He hated me at first(my dog) but we gradually to trust each other only, it was just us. (His name is baby bear) when I entered high school I was titled as 'emo wannabe' because of the way I dressed. I guess you can say I was a grinchy looking idiot heheh. Three weeks into my new life in high school I was approached by two people, they were very bubbly and too bright in my eyes. Almost a moth later people, even I began to see a change in myself I guess you can say I was feeling more open to show my feelings to my closest friends. Now I am in my 12th grade as a senior somewhere heading to do great things in the near future... Thank you for reading, I feel a whole lot lighter. Here is a poem. "I cannot move and the Weight of me pulls Into the earth, pressing me down. So many things I should do, Experiment, explore… Grow, change, and move But the darkness that drains Holds me fast, pinned me To my ever-changing body and myself. Desire sleeps in my heart And briefly I am free of it, Free of everything but myself. Even the freedom Does not please me and I Wallow in the arms and legs of my existence. Tomorrow the sun will come up, Ambition will surge through me Again and I will slither and roll my way back into the world."