I sat on my front porch steps listening to my I pod I was waiting for my past to catch up with me and tell me that everything that had happened in the past five years of my life wasn’t real and nothing happened I was going to wake up and still be that preppy fake blonde with sparkly gray eyes that was always happy and hyper but that wasn’t me and everything did happen my life wasn’t going to be the same my hair had turned back to it black and my eyes looked like there was a rain storm in them and I was rarly happy any more I was depressed I was just miserable but not even that could describe how bad my life really us to and probly still was.