I walked into highschool as this innocent, quiet girl who didn’t speak at. However, quickly I turned into the person who I said I’d never be. I started drinking, doing drugs, skipping class. I didn’t care about anybody but myself. I didn’t care who I was hurting in the process. Some nights I wouldn’t even come home, Id stay up all night wandering the streets with the girl who said that she loved me. My grades were getting lower, my parents sanity was no where to be found. By the time grade 12 rolled around, I realized that I had to change. This is it. My last year of highschool. The place that turned me into the person who I am today. I knew that if I didn’t let go of rebelling I would be fucked. I’ve been sober for about 3 months now, and Im pretty happy about it. I’m gradding in June and I can’t wait to start life.