I love writing. I'm a 10th grader. I want to be a teacher. I want to go to college. I have heard I am beautiful, I know I am strong. I'm in love. His name is Colton. Its been 11 months. I know what love is, because I've known what hate is like. I've been hurt, so I don't trust people. But I still smile. The people with the truest smiles, have the deepest cuts. But I'm not as depressing as I sound. I'm in a better place. I'm working on my problems with people who I think love me. I love country music. I love singing. I love everything artsy or music. Thats me.