I am growing up.The things I saw, the things I touched, touched me back and their fingerprints are burned into me. A part of my life has come to an end, but another part has just begun. I have been reminded of who I am, and I have been shown what I am not. I have the key to myself. I feel now that if I close my eyes, the people and places I saw will burst and fade; I am starting over. Now.
