
At
13, I got hit by a car.
At
14, BRACES!
At
15, teased by the Black kids, hated by the white kids.....
At
16, depression started.....
At
17, my only high school crush died on the basketball court two days
before Valentine's Day. My cousin, and his friend, was killed in
a car accident the morning after prom just three months later.
At
18, no prom date I went to a concert with my mom.
AT
19, I dropped out of college....Depression, again.
At
20, I went back to college...IU -well, what can I say?
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