My Sister'S Coming to Get Me

Let me introduce myself. I am a soul that was lost most of her life. Being filled with all sorts of demon spirits, hatred, rebellion, and never stopping until I got even. Jehovah God showed me that I could get ahead. That there was something out there just for mesomething so wonderful and awesome that part of my assignment in life was to share my story in hopes that someone else may see themselves through my eyes. Now that I have time to look back at it all, I wonder about many things. Were they normal, intentional, my fault, or my destiny? I know that I could have made many different choices to the ones that I made, but even now I have to wonder, who does that? It took a long time for me to get over the death of my mother, and Im talking thirty-four long years. Thats about the only thing that I got out of rehab. Only went there one time. Could have and should have gone more, but I knew that would not help with the problem at hand. I liked to get high! There, I said it. Didnt shoot up or nothing, but if it could be smoked, well hey!