Monday, May 2, 2011


My name is Helen.
I was a happy kid. I smiled at strangers. I luaghed at funny things. I played sports and tried my best. I wantd to be succesful. I felt smart at school. I looked in a mirror and saw a happy little girl.
Things are different now. I never smile, unless its fake. funny things don't seem funny. I am not good at sports. That fast girl who scored goals. She is gone. I go to school to get through it. I struggle to pass. I'm not smart enough to be in classes I want to be in. And worst of all when I look in the mirror, tears roll down my cheeks. I see an ugly person, with no hope in life. I see a girl who must wear long sleeves, or my feelings show. I see a little girl that used to be happy, locked up in a cage. I don't think about what I want to be. The future scares me, because my future is dark.
My name is Helen and this is who I have become.