I am a fetus. My living space is small, and my body is even smaller. 

The world is dark, but warm and life beyond conception is not guarunteed for me. 

I grow and form and wait for the world to call on me to become existant. 

 

I am 3 years old. I love toys and EVERYTHING is mine.

I throw an occasional tantrum and I am learning new words in my language everyday.

My country is the only place in the world and people who live in my country look like this everywhere. I want to be with my mommy when I grow up. 

 

I am 6 years old. I've just started school. Apparently, the world is a big place and is full of many types of people.

I am learning that "sharing is caring" and "you get what you get, and you dont throw a fit". I have learned the Pleadge of Allegiance and my state plant is the saguaro cactus flower. 

Opportunities are endless and I want to be a veterinarian when I grow up! I am happy to be alive because life is beautiful. 

 

I am 9.

I had my first experience with racism. I didnt know that people could hate me for simply being born.

My parents are fighting over custody of me. Things are not looking so good. 

But despite this, I am still happy and I still want to be with my mom.

 

I am 12. People my age suck. 

All they do is gossip and fight. I just want to make friends and be happy. 

My mom is never home, and I am always watching my little sister. 

I am starting to feel depressed. I want to live with my dad.

 

I am 15. 

I am a sophomore in high school. I'm not very confident.

I feel out of place in my own body. I see my mom on the weekends. 

I want to be a Forensic Scientist. 

 

I am 16, almost 17. I have just begun not to care about what people think. 

Whether with mom, or dad, I understand that I need to be happy by myself. 

I love myself and who God created me to be.  I am dating someone who I care about.

Things are looking to be positive because I told myself not to be so negative.

Regardless of what happens, I have my own back and I know happy endings are not absoloute. 

 

From point 'A', to point 'unlimited', I will always be evolving.

I am not the same as I was when I was 3, 6, 9, 12, or 15. I wont be the same in the future. My past makes me who I am and my future makes me who I will become.

I'm not perfect and i'm okay with that.