It hurts. It hurts so ******* bad. I just wish it would stop. I wish I could make it stop. I wish I could die. But I can’t. There is no way for me to stop it. And it hurts, it hurts so bad.
I had a stroke when I was four, it changed my life forever. So I walk with a limp and my hand held in the air.  I had a stroke when I was four, it changed my life forever. I thought I could handle it but I can’t. I had a stroke when I was four, it changed my life forever. I still can’t handle it but I now know that there is nothing to fear. I walk with the limp now but keep my head held high. I had a stroke when I was four, it changed my life forever. But knowing that pain means I know others pain. Because I had a stroke when I was four, and it changed my life forever. And yes it hurts, and I’m still called names. I had a stroke when I was four, it changed my life forever. I had that stroke. I had a stroke when I was four; it changed my life for the better.