I've been sitting here, going through groups on face book a lot lately and I been seeing all these faces and names that I recognize. I sit here and I wonder. I wonder what everyone has become. All the people that crossed my path when I was younger.Who are they now? Who do they want to be? and all that random stuff. So now I am here and I am going to tell a bit of my story and a bit of who I am , starting from the beginning.
Childhood the part of life that you can't wait to get out of but then want back
I was born May 20th 1986 in Laval to francophone parents.I was always a happy ,quiet and peaceful child. Rarely did I ever get in trouble. I grew up in Auteuil , down the street from my godmother and my cousin which whom I had always been close. My brother was born February 29th 1988 , changed things a bit, but we were still happy. I grew up and started going to school. First to Twin Oaks Elementary school, then Prince Charles/ T.H.Bows and then finally Crestview Elementary. Somewhere in the midst of things my parents got divorced. Dad had a bad drug addiction and it was getting bad at home. Not many people ever saw that side of my family life, yet alone heard about it. I was 8 when they divorced and I was 9 when I grew up. We had just moved into a new apartment in Laval-des-rapides. The park was maybe 8 houses down the street so I was allowed to go by myself as long as I was back before dark. Then one day, it all changed.He came up behind me as I was on the swing set, swinging front and back gently. A stranger, a man I did not know , slowly putting his arms around me, feeling his hands around my chest and then onto my mouth to muffle my screams. He took me beneath the bleachers. I remember his voice when he told me not to scream or I was dead. I remember what I was wearing and I remember his hand going up my dress. Slowly, inch by inch his hand would slide up my leg.That day , I became a stranger in my own life. I didn't know who I was or where I was going.
High school was probably the happiest times of my life. I met the few true, real and honest friends I still have today and got my first job.I first went to Western Laval H.S. and that is where I met Chris who introduced me to the rest of the people.Always did the minimum work , but always managed to pass all my exams and semesters,well, at least til middle of 10th grade. My brother had started going to the same school as me and it was starting to get to me. Getting pulled out of exams to have him tell me he was gonna kill someone... not easy to focus after that. So, I changed schools and went to French school. I started going to Cure-Antoine-Labelle where I fit in fast enough and had a good last year and a half of school. It was hard though, the transition from english to french, but I pulled through.
Graduation The doorway to adulthood.
It was June 2003. A nice sunny day. Pictures with friends and boyfriend I made working at the grocery store, the prom , the pictures and the after party.The last memories of childhood and the first of adulthood. One last summer to have fun and screw up, then was time to get serious.
Then came college and all my fuck ups... I will leave my life here for now and pick it up another time.
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