The Community

The surrounding community, many say it shouldn't reflect onto how you act. But no matter how hard one trys, it always does. Each house is different, some make sure they're cleaned, fresh painted, chairs layed out nicely. Others could care less having dirt on their sides, everything scattered. Then there also those who make sure its organized but they keep their curtains shut to the world, no one can see in, it can't see out. I could go on but i won't, me in case you may be wondering, at the moment am starting to get it straightened out, I keep the place clean, but so many things are going on that it's hard ot keep organized. For the longest time, all I did was make sure it was clean, cover up the scratces from surrounding things (animals, rocks, etc.), many of the neighboring houses didn't seem to care how the kids threw rocks at my windows, threw sticks at my walls, broken off of the tree in the yard. I used to pretend that it didn't bother me, there was no pain with the things that happened. The other houses teased me about how my paint was peeling, I told them it was just getting old. Lately though I have had the courage to stand and properly repair myself. My scars now show through my new paint, but the others don't mention it. My courage has been brought by a couple new neighbors. One has the color of the sky looks great but is troubled and needs assitance sometimes, another is all wacky colors all random but fit together well, the last and definetly not least is painted calming colors, you can see she also has had a rough time so now we help one another. If my household has any t thank it's these three. The world seems to be accepting me a little more now everyday I don't feel a great sadness deep within me. But I'll stop for now update you more another time.