I’ve hurt people in the past and I’ve also been hurt myself. My friends, family and guys. I got over it and remained happy. I never let anything bother me. September 2014, she left this world. She was there on the day I was brought into this world but she isn’t here anymore. When I got told of her passing, all I did was scream and cry. I cried until I could cry no more. I didn’t want it to be true. That day and the day after remain sketched in my mind. I want to forget those 2 days but I can’t. I cried every day for her for 3 months. I still cry for her every so often. I wish I could forget what happened on them days but I can’t. Talking about her makes me feel a mixture of emotions. I hate it though when talking about her. Shouldn’t be talking about her. She should be here. After her passing, I became I different person. The girl who I was before she went, didn’t exist anymore. I am now cold-hearted, very honest. I push people away because now I know from this difficult experience, I can’t allow myself to get close to people as I know I will lose them sooner or later. Life is unpredictable. Life hurts. Life is a struggle. Life is hard. I miss the old me. I miss how life was like before September 2014. It’s been over 8 months since she went, I’m still quietly grieving. I can’t get over it and I don’t know if I ever will.
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