Hello guys and girls who are reading this myTake and may be curious about my life.
It's been about two months I'm a gag member and only now decided to write my first myTake.
Everything started in a small country called Albania. A place without opportunities and I was born in a poor family right after 9 years of democracy . This place was totally destroyed from Communism but I was lucky to have amazing parents in those first years of my life . My mom said it was the happiest day of her life when she bring me into this world. But like I said we were poor, she was always worried about what I was gonna do about my future.
As I grew up and turned 5 everything fell apart . My dad became alcoholic , my mom passed into depression and my brothers were at school those years . So I was the only one living with my parents . As a 5 year old you may say I don't remember much but in fact I remember every single detail of horrible sleepless nights.
Years passed and I went to school with many sacrifices from my mom and became an excellent student.
When I was 10 I got the first most shocking and terrifying act of my whole life . One night late when I went to buy some food for my home only 5 min away a 30 year old man grabbed me from behind and began touching me everywhere and began to take my clothes off. At that moment I shouted loudly and a 17 year old guy saved me like a miracle . He punched a 30 year old and saved a 10 year old child. That guy became my best friend and my hero and my protector. I'll tell you later about him...
When I was 12 the best opportunity of our life knocked on the door. My brother got a very good honest job and got paid very well (still has that job). So we said farewell to the poor life and continued to live normally for a while. Anyway, money is nothing and my mom was at the highest levels of depression . Seeing her like that made me leave everything like school for example and my grades got lower and I fell into depression too . I joined her pain but no one noticed mine.
Luckily like a miracle my dad stopped drinking after all those prayers we did. Thank you Lord!
My mom recovered but me.... no.
That guy was the only one who noticed my depression and held my hands through that and recovered me. My third brother... he died 2 months after my recovery when I was 14 and in love. Can you imagine? A 14 year old girl ? In love? No one believes it. I wouldn't believe it either but that's the truth. Cancer took him away from me . I loved him so much even though we had huge age gap (7 years ) and I was under age .
Anyway that's life and luckily I know I can love again someone one day.
I started again being excellent at school even tho it was very very difficult after all those lesson gaps. But with hard work and determination I did it.
One year ago we moved to another bigger city where I started high school. New life and new friends. Also I started revealing my art skills.
Today I'm different. I know who I am and what I want.
I am Phoenix , a mature woman inside a child's body.
I'm the future architect and an aspiring poet.
I get hurt very easily but like a child I endured too much . It's good that I'm mature but by getting hurt very easily I'm slowly distancing people from myself but I'm starting to teach myself behave like a real woman not like a child who cries all day for breaking a nail.
The reason I wrote this myTake was that I wanna be secure and not hide my feelings anymore. On August 29th I'm turning 16 and that day will be the first 100%secure day of my life...
I wanna thank everyone if there's anyone who tried to know more about me also the people who support me everyday with my confidence and everything else....Sincerely Phoenix...
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