I have never done this before and have never thought to start a blog. But I was inspired by my friend Pheobe, who also has a blog: http://pheobephenix.blogspot.com/ Check it out.
Anyway, my name is Alice. I am not your normal/average teenager but to be honest I'm not sure what normal/average really mean is this case. But now for the real story.
When I was just four years of age my brother was arrested and put on Virginia's Death Row. He was falsely accused. I did not know what was going on at the time. I was told that my brother went away to college. Then as I got older I was told he was in jail and eventually at the age of 10 found out that the government wanted to kill my brother for something he didn't do. I wasn't allowed to tell anyone, which was difficult. There were times when the kids my age would complain about some simple thing and it would annoy me and I would just want to scream in their face, "At least the government doesn't want to kill your brother!" I am 16 now and everything is much harder. Last year I was finally allowed to post things on Facebook and Twitter, I could tell my friends. My mom spoke at my church Youth Group about my family and most of my friends couldn't even talk to me immediately after the event. They didn't know how to respond. They talk to me now, well some of them do but all of my friends have come and gone. Life has not been the easiest for me and I feel like it will only get harder. But people will tell me differently.
I have always had trouble making and keeping friends. I was always that girl who was too mature for everyone else. I was different. I was the girl who loved theatre. I went to two different elementary schools because the bullying was so horrible and I was in Catholic school. Middle School was the worst. People would call me names due to the thing that I like such as Disney. I would come home and just cry all the time because of how mean some people were to me. I lost my best friends in the entire world in middle school and she still won't talk to me. I had to leave half way through 8th grade year because of bullying. In high school I was the first freshmen girl in twelve years to make it in to the top show choir but I ended being the outcast of the group. My classmates would tell me that I didn't belong. The our teacher never should have put me in the choir. I wanted to quit but I stuck with it. I'm still having some issues fitting in but they aren't as bad as last year.
My life has been a living hell the past few years. Between school and my brother's up and down roller coaster, I'm surprised I haven't given up on life. I feel like I have been through everything and it sucks.
This first blog ended being longer than I had intended but that's ok. I just wanted everyone to get the idea. Its a nice start. I will tell more in depth stories about trying to live the life God gave me in later blogs. TTFN
Positively Alice
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