I remember as an 8th grader at Cochrane Middle School in Charlotte NC my teacher asked me to write for the school newsletter. I did not hesitate and the first article was brilliant, I got many congrats and a job well done from fellow classmates and teachers. I always had a love for writing and the language that makes up a profound story. In 2001, a friend of mine told me to put it on paper, and I did. My self-esteem was low and my relationship with men was even lower. Sex, promoscuity and rape allowed me to address the issues that invaded my life. It was all a choice more...
