I’m homeless by choice.
I’m alone by choice.
I’m running away from my past, and I won’t ever go back. I will be safe.
Only school isn’t. It’s as dangerous as my old life.
The bullies hound me. I can’t have a moment of peace.
But they’re wrong. I’m not weak. I’m not helpless. And I’m not about to take their crap.
Because I’m the daughter of a killer, and if they push me too far…
I’ll push back harder, and they won’t like it.
I’m a survivor by choice.