Near the end of my four years in high school I grew more of a back bone instead of being this very shy very quiet girl, who hid behind her glasses. Senior year I was tougher then my freshmen and sophomore years and the bad influence of my friends started to effect me more. I grew even more stubborn then I was and I developed a rebellious side to myself. My rebellious side includes not listening to my parents a whole lot and staying out at night longer then I should. The type of people I hang out with has effected the way I act and think. My mind has gone dark and evil with a touch of goth. My identity now is a darker me then I was when I had my brain tumor in 2001.
At the end of my high school years i had more of a back bone. My senior year was an easy year and i was much tougher then when i first walked in to Green Mountain High school. During those four years the people i hung out with called my friends influenced me towards the dark side. Yet today they are still influencing me. My friends showed me the rebellious side of life. So i caught on to that and now i don’t listen to my parents 80% of the time and i have stayed out later then my parents have wanted me to. My friends influence has effected my mind and i brought it to the dark side. In my mind my thoughts are of blood and gore. Along with the blood and gore i have created or brought my self to goth. my tumor plunged me into doubt and negativity but through the years ive warped the negative into morbid.
In 12th grade back at Green Mountain high school i had a back bone and i was rebellious. i had moved past the shy fragile girl and grew into a lady. in those four year my best friend had molded me into the person you see today and i did the same to her. today I’m more of a ‘I don’t give a shit’ type of person. my mind has wondered from the light side where all the good things are to the dark side where the blood and gore reside. 80% of the time i don’t listen to my parents and I’ve stayed out all hours of the night. through the years ive become darker and morbid with a touch of goth. these negative things are a result of what i changed about myself after the tumor.
In addition to my tumor i thought of myself as not perfect. For example i had some issues with my eyelid and i thought my smile was gone and i looked like Elvis. my friends influencing me was a good change for me. its a good change because I’m not this innocent little angel instead I’m more of a devils girl. i turned the negativity that was around me and took my self down the path of the dark side. i was being attracted to death and bloody anime pictures along with some Gothic ones. I’ve turned into some what of a rebellious girl drinking and smoking along with barely listening to my parents and staying out all hours of the night.
Effects of the tumor have a lazy eyelid and some paralysis of my mouth. for those reasons i though my smile was gone and my eye was just weird. the four years of high school were good. i grew out of my shell and into a new and better one. the only influence of my friends were not on school but on being trouble makers. over the years i became addicted to blood and gore through anime pictures and through movies. through this addiction my mind has turned those images into morbid ones and i related the thoughts to real life. drinking and staying out all night is what i like to do when the the weekend comes.