Days passed by, I tried to survive. My life is in turmoil. I just want to lay down and die. The fights got worse. My father left, I got in a deeply depressed. The role model in my life. Gone Gone Gone Left never to come back. My mom downstairs down poured with tears. I stand there eating up my tears. I go to school trying to work with my peers. But it was so hard. I go outside looking up in the sky. Dreaming about soaring away with my mom. I've grown up, became more wise I promised my mom That I would never grow up and be like my dad.
As I lay here in haiti, serving the peacecorp, my life flashes before me.