I remember going to the shelves of stuffed animals, large and small.

But how was a two year-old supposed to reach up the wall?

I remember blood, dripping and red,

My first scar and feeling of dread.

I remember singing the alphabet to get into school,

That five year-old thought I was cool.

I remember the feeling of helplessness with no defense,

The bullies made sure i felt dense.

I remember meeting my best friend,

She stays with me even if I offend.

I remember my grades failing, the disappointed looks,

They told me I better hit the books.

I remember when a friend attempted suicide,

The feeling left me sad and wide-eyed.

I remember the feeling of restored hope,

He was the one to help me cope.

I remember the first Heritage Days,

The bright lights and the fading sun rays.

I remember going on long drives,

Feeling safe and content, we had good lives.