SECRETS OF A YOUNG MIND  

BEFORE I BEGIN THIS STORY AS A WRITER WHETHER YOU READ IT AS  FRICTION OR NON FRICTION, IT IS SOMETHING THAT I FELT IT NECESSARY TO SPEAK ABOUT AS IT IS CALLED ABUSE FROM SECRETS OF A YOUNG MIND...I feel so ashame and hurt at the same time having me vision over and over again in my mind, what's it's been like these pass few years that seems like it was only just yesterday. When I myself was young and innocent as a child should be growing into there own. Yet I sit here and hide my face behind my hands to block out the images, that still walks through the stairway and gateways of my thoughts even more at night. For how can I live with myself knowing that I have been violated, by someone who I felt that I could trust even with my life only to be betrayed. For how much longer do I have to hide behind a mask tormenting, my heart and soul causing me to lose my faith and mind. Due to the madness and insanity that is constantly eating away, at the core of my being for how much longer do I keep it a secret. From preying eyes looking at the scars that I try so hard to hide, behind the tears that falls down my eyes when I am left naked and afraid and alone. As there is no one to share my experience, with as in hurt and pain and suffering of my silent journey, and travel and walk through this cycle known as growing up in life.