Music When I was little I didn't really know what was music about.In second grade ,my singing teacher was marvelous at singing and she told me one day "Just hear the music.What does it sound like?Close your eyes and feel the music." From that day on I thought music was a beautiful thing that came to this world. Everytime I heard a song on the radio ,I would always hear what kind of instruments were in the song and how the person sang with the instrumental.

What I've Been Through For the past year I've been lying to everyone because I was afraid they wouldn't understand.I just hated everyone asking me "are you okay?" because then I had to explain and I hated to do that.Well here I go with the story.One day this guy told me if he wanted to get with me and I said yes I was so excited because I thought he was going to be my first real boyfriend.As time past by he was getting a little clingy and then more and more so I told him I couldn't deal with this and told him it was over.I was very heartbroken but it was for the best.Well one day I went to the park and I saw him.That was the last thing I wanted to see because he's been texting me and calling me but I never answered him once.So I tried to just walk away and ignore him,but he was staring at me and following and it kinda creeped me out.I guess I didn't want to be rude and I was young so I didn't know what was I doing.The only thing he told me was "Get back with me ! Please !" and the only answer I gave him was "No I can't ".So I tried to just walk away and ignore him ,but he had my arm and gripped it really hard.I was in so much pain I just wanted to get out of there.I should've had someone go with me instead of just going by myself.Eventually he let me go and I ran away from him.I didn't know if I wanted to tell my parents and at the end I didn't.Like I said I was young I didn't know what was I doing.Days after that ,he started calling me constantly and told me he was going to find me and we were going to be together forever.with my sister.I saw him again and I wanted to confront him.So I told my sister that I was going to talk to someone really quick so I went up to him and told him "Leave me alone.I never want to hear from you.You destroyed my #life enough you creep !" And so when I finished telling him that , the only he did was lifted his hand just slapped with aggressive force.I was terrified for my #life at that point.Before that my sister told me she went to a friends house near there and that to call our mom to pick me up.Well after that he saw there was no one around and just threw me to the ground and started hitting me in the stomach with his foot over and over.After that he just left me there to die.I thought that day was my last day ,but thank god it wasn't.I woke up surprisingly from my phone that was ringing.It was my mom and I answered it.She told me "What time do you want me to pick you up?" "Are you Okay?" I answered yes I am and right now would be fine.She told me "What happened to your face?" I told her "I fell off the monkey bars that's all" and she believed me.i saw that my face was brutally beaten up and I had lots and lots of bruises on my arms and legs.For the past 4 weeks I've been crying every night and even now I do like once a week.Im never ever going to forget what I've been through that day.

I'm Strong For the past 15 years ,I've been told what to do and now for once I want to stand up for myself and not care what other people think of me.Every single person has their own opinion.I've been afraid to be myself because I thought people wouldn't like me for who I am.I thought being someone else was the only path could take so I took it ,but I was wrong.One day I thought to myself I shouldn't care what people think of me.The people who like me who I am those are the people who REALLY care about me.