I was from the city of Chicago. I was staying with my grandparents for the summer and maybe for my senior year.  I wasnt thrilled at all i hated my grandparents, they never supprorted me in what i chose. I changed from the little girl in a white dress and flowers into a girls who's favorite color is black and died my hair black underneath my blonde hair. I started hanging out with the wrong crowd, smoke stuff i shouldnt have and got into some drugs that i shouldnt have gotten into either. My life was slowly slipping through my fingers and my grandpa wanted to help save me from the crisis i was going through. There was a reason i did the things i did, it was a method i tried. Being there for the summer changed me in ways that i liked myself better as.
I seen a different perspective on life and had impacts on my life and maybe even on someone else's. Before i came i never had dreams and goals and now i have a drean of my own and i couldnt wait to begin.