My past has definatly been a difficult one. The first I can remember I lived in Panama City, Florida. At the end of kindergarden I had to move to Maryland. I didn't mind at the time because I really didn't know what moving meant. The start of third grade I had to move to Tallahassee, Florida. It wasn't that hard of a move for me since I wasn't attached to anyone. Then at the end of fifth grade I had to move to Ohio. This time I knew what moving was, and I was definatly attached to my friends. I was deeply upset, and didn't want to move. I remember I wanted so bad to move back to Tallahassee. All the kids made fun of me everyday, literally. I had no friends for an entire year. That really toughened me up, and in heignsight, it was preparing me for a much tougher challenge, living with my parents. We have had a few problems, and are getting through them. We are always argueing, but I guess that doesn't bother me like it used to. I didn't hate my old school, but it wasn't the best either. A lot of my friends have noted on complained that I say I don't talk about a happy moment in my life. Well for all of you, this is what I have come up with, I managed to scrape together one thing. Wow, go me! Anyways here it is. Our eigth grade trip was cool. We went to Busch Gardens, and stayed in a suite. It was the happiest time in my whole entire life (granted, I haven't had that long of a life yet, but still). I did several things, like play pool, ping pong, swimming, and putt putt golf. I did most of these things with my friends. I remember the night before going to Busch Gardens, I had a long talk with someone. That was pretty interesting. In fact in the past, I have been enlighted a lot by my friends. A few years ago I had problems like slice and dice, wanting to kill myself and depression. I think I am finally coming out of most of that. This new move is about to kill me, I am about to die of sadness.
