Growing up I was the boys worst nightmare. I was ugly, bony, brown-skinned with short hair. What did I have going for me? Not much. My childhood was bleak. I felt alone most of the time, sheltered, and distant from my parents. Life was a struggle for me.
BUT...
Come the fifth grade I heard a poem by Emily Dickinson (I can't remember the title) but it did something to me inside out. I became intrigued by her...mostly because she was bold enough to express her most intimate thoughts with the world. So I began to mimic her at the age of ten. It was a more...
