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Be you


Be you 
Glerisbeth Cornier Medina 
 
Lives is hard but you know you special person, 
you are unique nobody can be like you
a lot of people wish to have you in their life
don’t hurt yourself, you beautiful, strong,
the best, special, unique, powerful,
unforgettable, you are everything.
You have things that other people don’t 
have, love yourself don’t hurt yourself. 
Like i just did because of other people 
Judgement and other people that i love.
You have to go through those stuff 
to learn that nobody have to lead you.
 
 
I will tell you my story, i am 15 and i’m a Puertorican girl.
I love to dance, be nice, have friends, be honest, humble,
Smart,unique, i’m just being me. When i was 8 years old
people treat me bad because i was so nice to them and
they were taking advantage of that. I wouldn’t do nothing 
violence to them but i got tired of them treating me like trash.
I was not a trash but i listen to what they were saying to me 
so i start cutting myself everyday i was leaving one mark on my body
afterschool. 
 
 
Years pass and things were getting worse because i start
being mean to everybody and didn’t care if i hurt
Their feelings or not. Than i move to New York and i 
remind myself to be good.
 
I started again from the beginning, everything was good 
but than people started bullying me because of my english.
I was feeling so alone and hurtful so i started again cutting myself.
 
Than years pass i was speaking more english 
everybody was being my friend and everything 
was good so far. I was not being nice to them because of what they did to me,
my teacher were proud of me and my grades they were good.
But i will never forget of who were the people who bully me.
 
I came to MIHS and everything was fun, good, chilly, because
everybody speak spanish. Than i got in love ect, he broke my heart
I start hurting myself again but worse years pass my heart  was still hurt 
but i got over it and good now. My grade are good, english good,
everything is good and i learn a lot i especially thanks to all
the people who support me and give me advice.
 
My life is better now i don’t need nobody to tell who i am
I don’t cut myself anymore. I already have love and is the best love, 
my family, friends, teachers, people who know me. IM A IMMIGRANT 
GIRL WHO I WILL ALWAYS BE YOU LIKE IT OR NOT AND 
NEVER CHANGE!!!!!
 
DON’T CHANGE YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE 
AND WHO YOU HAVE YOU SPECIAL!!!!!!!!!
 
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