Who am I? 

I get asked this question often but, each time I give a different answer. The truth is; I don’t know who I truly am. By sixteen most people have a plan or a idea of what college they would want to attend and a career they will go after. Sadly, I don’t fit in that category. My mind changes constantly and I honestly feel lost. I constantly want to get up and leave and not look back but questions pops up in my mind that makes me stay put. “where will you go?”, ” how will you get there?” And lastly, “who will help you?”.  My family doesn’t understand me and I don’t blame them, I don’t understand myself.