She was born on February 17; the year George Orwell called his book. Blonde hair and green eyes, the little girl carried as she lived in Florida. Most of her childhood memories are of skating on South Beach and cruising along with Biscayne Bay with her father. She slept under the same roof with her parents and her older brother. The two siblings didn't get along as much as the parents dreamed but, nobody gets two perfect angel children. Her brother pushed her on to explore and find adventures that she would call her own. Climbing trees and selling tadpoles along the streets of Miami Beach would became memories to her. One day, her dad came in with some news that would change her life forever. "Lars" the father spoke with great care. The little girl, who at the time was being called by her nickname, replied "Yes?" Her dad looked at his daughter and spilled it out.

"Where moving to New York!"

" New York City"

"Uh huh"

"Center of the universe"

"Sing it girl"

"Times are shitty but I'm pretty sure they can't get worse"

"I hear you "

" It's a comfort to know when you're singing the hit the road blues that anywhere else you could possibly go After New York would be a pleasure cruise " –RENT

No longer am I that little girl. Now, I am the voice of the page, I have become the narrator.

I have finally reached my final year of high school. The year where you let go of all you know. Just dropping it into the abyss and making it into a memory.

I start a new path of my life soon. Right now, the present. I am scared of the things to expect, the new changes life holds for my soul. Life isn't the same anymore from what it once use to be. I now live with only my parents for my brother awaits us at the golden gates.

A time machine has kidnapped me and brings me expectations of what the future might hold. Writing a book or acting on Broadway or on the big screen. I want to be remembered. I don't want to be another solider. My dream is to just be happy as well, I want to escape the pain of my past and walk through a new door and explore more about the world. I can't dream of what the future holds for me. Who knows, all I can do is wait.