d those types of sorrows. At sixteen, she dated a man who was twenty-three, with her mother’s approval. Her mother was kind and caring enough to assist her in getting birth control pills. That man left the young girl, and heShe grew up in a rather disturbed family. Her mother was a kleptomaniac; her father hardly spoke a word. She was a shy little girl. Friends were a dream. Her brother starting selling drugs when he was fifteen, with the mother’s blessing. Her sister…well, she was a bit eccentric. She had no idea what that would evolve into. She needed a place to hide. She could not find peace in that home, so she hid inside herself. At fourteen, she allowed recreational drugs to help live beneath a veil. Her mother the found marijuana, the mother gave it to the son: to smoke. Weeks later, unknowingly smoking angel dust put her in the hospital for months. All of her “drug” friends were gone. She was alone again.

She dated; one person at a time. She thought she was in love with each of them. That led to many “puppy love” broken hearts. If she knew what was in store for her, she would have appreciated those types of sorrows. At sixteen, she dated a man who was twenty-three, with her mother’s approval. Her mother was kind and caring enough to assist her in getting birth control pills. That man left the young girl, and her

r’s blessing. Her sister…well, she was a bit eccentric. She had no idea what that would evolve into. She needed a place to hide. She could not find peace in that home, so she hid inside herself. At fourteen, she allowed recreational drugs to help live beneath a veil. Her mother the found marijuana, the mother gave it to the son: to smoke. Weeks later, unknowingly smoking angel dust put her in the hospital for months. All of her “drug” friends were gone. She was alone again.

She dated; one person at a time. She thought she was in love with each of them. That led to many “puppy love” broken hearts. If she knew what was in store for her, she would have appreciated those types of sorrows. At sixteen, she dated a man who was twenty-three, with her mother’s approval. Her mother was kind and caring enough to assist her in getting birth control pills. That man left the young girl, and he

eational drugs to help live beneath a veil. Her mother the found marijuana, the mother gave it to the son: to smoke. Weeks later, unknowingly smoking angel dust put her in the hospital for months. All of her “drug” friends were gone. She was alone again.

She dated; one person at a time. She thought she was in love with each of them. That led to many “puppy love” broken hearts. If she knew what was in store for her, she would have appreciated those types of sorrows. At sixteen, she dated a man who was twenty-three, with her mother’s approval. Her mother was kind and caring enough to assist her in getting birth control pills. That man left the young girl, and he

re gone. She was alone again.

She dated; one person at a time. She thought she was in love with each of them. That led to many “puppy love” broken hearts. If she knew what was in store for her, she would have appreciated those types of sorrows. At sixteen, she dated a man who was twenty-three, with her mother’s approval. Her mother was kind and caring enough to assist her in getting birth control pills. That man left the young girl, and he

d those types of sorrows. At sixteen, she dated a man who was twenty-three, with her mother’s approval. Her mother was kind and caring enough to assist her in getting birth control pills. That man left the young girl, and her heart broke once again.

She filled her time with daydreams. She prayed for a magical power to whisk her away. Her brother decided to have his girlfriend live in the house. Each night, she would walk the hallway and hear the girlfriend’s screams. He was beating the girl again. She begged her father to intervene. He did not.

She left home at eighteen, just days after turning to that sweet age of freedom. She met the love of her life. They were homeless after a month. Roaming the streets of the city, hugging each other to stay warm, she felt loved for once. Free food at the shelter, one-day work found deep in the city; they were able to afford an apartment. In that apartment, it began. The yelling came first. Avoiding the objects thrown at her, came next. The broken arm came after that. She begged her parents to let her come back home. The answer was no.

Her “lover