You got mad when I decided to lie down in the middle of the street to take this picture.

Church retreat. I didn't know this would be the very last one I would attend

Lets go back. Let me be a kid again. Stop the pain. Dance around.

New camera. Lots of pictures.

You broke your promise. You never came to see him. I'm still mad.

These use to be my favorite pants. You never liked the melon color.

I was to wrapped up in being a kid that I never noticed the pain i would suffer later.

All but two of these people refuse to talk to me because of who I am today.

I was wearing a dress and in the Winter musical. Two things you never thought would happen.

You never knew about him.

I got beat up on this bus. When I came home with a cut lip, black eye, and broken braces there wasn't anyone to talk to anymore.

I cried myself to sleep every night for months

I engaged myself in the magical worlds of the happy people of my books.

I went to the prom.

Kelsey and I had a blast.

First time that I danced in front of people. And I actually had fun.

I got asked to be in a poetry through art summer class.

I took the advantage of the neat placed we went to to capture the art.

We moved to a new church.

More people. More kids. More youth. No more memories.

I spent the rest of my summer with my head in memories, while I walked around downtown.

I was on a one way stop to destruction. I was slowly losing my self.

These people literally saved my life.

They support me.

They care about me.

I was the Tee-ball photographer.

The kids smiled. I got over 200 action shots. And everyone got a turn at batting.

I joined New Generation singers. I've never been more excited to sing again.

I cut my hair short. Dyed it a FIRE RED. I tried to burn you away.

One more Birthday missed.

I learned to except the fact that you are gone. Found myself instead

This is Kelsey. I don't know what I would do with out her.

My band photos got promoted.

A few were even considered as album covers.

I had to try out this year. I made it. And I still can't dive.

This is me. Talk to me now and I'm not the same as I was a year ago, but it's not a full year yet. Give me a few more weeks, I'm sure I'll change some more by then.