When I was younger I thought the world was perfect. Nothing but rainbows and unicorns. Well I was one idealistic kid that's for sure. As I got older I realized life isn't butterflies and grandma's cookies that all came to a stop. Now life is a black and white hallway full of locked doors and monsters chasing me. I was lost. My parents the people that were supposed to love me hurt me. I went to school and got bullied and beat up. In the 5th grade I started cutting because some kid told me to because I'd make me feel better. Well that kid was right. I cut and I cut and eventually it stopped working. I was lost and confused. I wasn't safe not at home,school,or alone with myself. As time went on nothing got better. My dad was gone and my mom was gone well not physically ,but mentally she was. Soon enough my dad came back but with some friends called the FBI. Ha how many kids can say they've been held gun point by the police before because of their dad?.. Yeah after all that kids at school found out and I got called the psycho's fathers daughter along with other mean names that still scar me today. Life didn't get better after that. But when my parents came to me and said we are moving I thought yay a new clean start. Ha yeah that was a over statement for that. Things got worse. I tried to commit suicide 4 times in one month. My mom didn't get me help till my school called and told her to get me help. I've always felt unloved like no one cared about me.. My siblings hated me I had no one. The last time I tried to commit suicide my little sister called me crying telling me she missed me and needed me. Its like she knew I was going to kill myself. She cared! Someone cared! My little 7 year old sister saved my life. Now I live for her because she needs me. I don't care how long this black and white hallway is I will find the right key to the door if light and color and happiness. I don't care what I have to go through bullies,guns,knifes, anything I'll find this key. And when I do I'll show all those people that bullied me and how are suffering from bullying that there is a light at the end of the tunnel you just have to keep your chin held high. You'll get there I promise.