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My life is an open book,
That led me through every nook,
And every corner of discovery,
Of life's long journey, I grew up a in strick home, never to go out or have friends, so my best friend was my diary and books I read, so it because apart of me in my adult life to read and write for fun, having a sheltered life, many people would say I would not know the ways of life, well i did and I do, because reading books also taught me about life, I was not out much in the world but reading about the world and it's ways, made me street smart, I was sheltered, but no one could not let me do what I didn't, I knew what I want and work towards it, I am not a friendly person now before of things that happened in my life mold me for the future, to know some people desurve a second chance while some you should let go, I had friends but not the right kind, and after years I knew they were not the right one, some people can pretend very well because deception is what they do, I had two friends back then, one was not happy honest, and the other could never, admit when she was wrong, part in having friends is that they can say to you that you are wrong, or if they are doing something wrong you can say you are wrong, life is a journey and there is right and wrong in this world, I gave her chance until, she wanted to love my life, to be me, if I had a boy friend she wanted his friend,...