Where I'm From
I am from hearing babies cry changing numerous diapers a day, from an innocent kid and team work. I am from arguments and fights between my parents (crazy, violent and waiting for someone to rescue me). I am from gun fires and drugs (deadly additions and murders). I am from tears and sorrow all through the night and my aunt holding me tight. I am from traffic and constuctions on the main roads from vehicles and gas. I am from fruity strawberries from sour blueberries from buttery popcorn all in my lap. I am from love and smiles from playing basketball and winning games. I am from singing my favorite songs from having fun. I am me and I'm from everywhere!
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