Will I Make It? by Sahara Gill
life is something I still don’t know nothing about yet, but so far I learned life can have its ups and downs. At twenty-five, we’ll see what happens. I can’t write about a life like becoming a doctor when I might not even make it there. So many guns and violence, going on fourteen might just be my final stand. Twenty-five is a long way from now, and we all know it, so we should just leave it up to the universe and let that show it. I’ve been through a lot, so I don’t like to get my hopes up, putting my dream out there by writing it on a piece of paper, knowing it won’t come. I want everyone to be financially stable, and I wanna be free and at peace. I wanna be a doctor and have two kids and a husband that treats me well. I hope my kids will be able to see their grandmother.
To Walk in My Shoes
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