INTRODUCTION: The Real Me? I’d been thinking who I really am.In this kind of world, In the kind of people you’re alwayswith, it’s not easy to stay for who you really are. And whoknows me best? I don’t know. No one can tell who am I,what I believe in, what makes me cry at night, what Idream to be and what kind of person I really want to be.So maybe, I should be the person to tell you my life story.
Way Back My Childhood My Childhood days are really fun. When I was a kid, Ireally love to play, who doesn’t? I’m not the type of kid whowill sit in the side and play a Barbie doll. I don’t find it fun justto sit and comb her hair and all that. I’m an outdoor kid and Ilove to play the kind of game that boys usually play. Runningall the day, playing hide and seek. I even play marbles and alittle anime cards they call “teks”. There was a time before thatI will swim in the nearby river with my friends, some thing myMom and I used to disagree. But even in my early age, I already know that life canbe hard, and sometimes cruel. Once, I’ve seen how my brotherfight with my sister. For some reasons I’m too young tounderstand.
But like what a normal mother should do, she comebetween them and tried to stop them from fighting. But she gothit and it scares me. I grew up remembering that traumaticencounter. I’d been afraid that there’s always someone outthere who will just hurt me and no one who will protect me. So Ialways have this fear I cannot overcome. The Changing Environment When I reached 15 years old, our family decided tomove to Cavite and my parents sold our house here in Bicol. Iwas young and maybe I have no right to refuse. And I have thishope that this will be our new start. It wasn’t easy to adjust andmeet new people since I grew up in one particular place.
As I learn Since we moved to Cavite, I was transferred into a newschool. I studied in General Emilio Aguinaldo National HighSchool in Imus, Cavite when I was in my junior year and until Ifinished secondary. At first, it wasn’t easy for me to interact to other peoplein school. They are Caviteños and I was a Bicolana and I find ittoo hard to understand them. But still, I had few friends. As dayswent by, I felt like I was used. They asked me to do some of theirpaper works and it became their habit to just copy myAssignment. At first, I’m not complaining. But surely, I realized Iwasn’t really a friend for them. And I’m glad eventually thatsoon enough, I found my true friend.
My Teenage Relationships (not to mention their names)Boyfriend #1: We were about to reach 2 years of our relationship when Idecided to broke up with him because he find someone new.Boyfriend #2: He was also my long-time boyfriend but we broke upbecause he don’t want me to leave Bicol (My family’s moving toCavite)Boyfriend #3:We broke up because he choose to continue his C.A.T andunfortunately go back to his ex.