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The Progression of Me


Six years old

Happy, lively, wild

Handful, fierce, intelligent

I am... vivacious

 

Eight years old

Too young to understand 

Tragedy 

Separated from her father

I am... confused

 

Nine years old

New state

New school, new friends

New life

I am... frightened

 

Twelve years old

Understands now

Uncommunicative

Introverted

Depressed

I am... at a low

 

Thirteen years old

Ripped away again

New state, new school, new friends, new life

Didn't want to go

I am... angry

 

Fourteen years old

The inevitable happened

Parents finally got divorced

Can't see father until I'm eighteen

I am... unsure of what I am

 

Still fourteen years old

I was wild

I was innocent

I was scared

I was depressed

I was resentful

I was confused

 

Now...

I have matured

I have grown

I got over my fear

I got better

I became understanding

I am more clear headed

 

I am... strong

 

I am... me

 

I wouldn't have it any other way.

 

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