Who am I ??

Does it matter who I hang around with at school, home and work? Does it shows who I am? Today is the day that I found out who I am.

Woke up today around 2pm (that's late) with nothing in my stomach. I have a headache that's out of this world. The light in my room is on as I remember my sister coming in to turn it on to wake me up. She leaves it on purposely knowing that it would wake me up.

As I started to get out of my bed..... I hear a baby crying, like it's crying for help!!!! Tumbling as I please across the room putting on my house shoes, following the baby cry up the stairs. I begin to ask who is that crying until I look at the baby and the baby was me.

Crying! crying for the help she pleased but doesn't receive the attention she is getting from the people thats around her. I continue to cry for the attention that I was begging for. The 16 yr old me looks around for someone to comfort the baby me. I give me to my mother, because a mothers knows best for her children right!!!

I cry so hard that it was getting on my parents nerves and I had to watch baby me myself as I quote my mother "Nobody wants to hear all of that. You have to deal with that baby Adina". As my enormous, tall father stand up and lingers me out of their room, closing the door and lock it.

I immediately bang on the door with baby Adina in my left arm. I begin to cry as I wasn't getting no attention from my parents.While I was crying the baby just stops crying like I had done something amazing. I realize the baby was crying because I wasn't give myself attention and what my parents just did to me was like what I did to myself.

I look at baby me as I begin to smile at me. I touch baby Adina's face and hug her. "I am so sorry that I didn't give you the attention that you have been asking for." I continue to hug me and I look at baby Adina with a smile that she will never forget. She smiles back and disappear from my arms into a mirror in front of me.

Looking at the mirror as i see baby Adina grows up into the person she is now which is me.

The point of this story is that no matter who you hang a round it doesn't effect who you are beneath you. As longest you keep being yourself Nothing will stop you from reaching your goals in life.