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Time flies, choices are made, and memories are scribbled down. Where do I begin?
I headed toward a new positive update to my life involving something I love to do. Texas Image Volleyball now has me as a regional qualifying athlete for their team. I start in January with a group of, what my coach says, 'spunky' girls. I'm excited, anxious, and nervous all at the same time. The weekend of my tryouts, I was a wreck! Thankfully I had my wonderful mother there watching me the whole time.
School, oh school. It's going. I wish it would end. Too much of the aroma is negativity and I dislike it to the point of my insanity coming out. I do have to complain a little, my English teacher is a goofy kid who doesn't understand me, meaning my writings. I use a lot of imagery and comparing when I write, but he just can't seem to put two and two together, and it definately gets to the point of frustration gone wild. My 17th birthday is coming up and I have no idea WHAT I'm doing. I think, as a lazy bum, I might just see what happens and not even plan anything.
Advice Columnist coming in me now...
I've had my heartbroken, my trust shattered, and my backstabbed all in a matter of seconds. It's astounding what people imagine when someone doesn't do something that is habitual for them. I was accused for actions that would never even cross my mind to do. I have had the oppurtunity to reach out to kids of my age that I have known from 7 months to 10 years. I've had my almost 17-year old bestfriend come to me expressing how much he is thankful to have in my life. It melts my heart to see people clash with confusion right in front of me. In one hand, people were thinking I was involved with things I shouldn't be doing when really, I was being a friend and a leader to my fellow peers who are not openly publicized to the One Above.
I can't give up, and I won't. There's a handful of these kids that are my life, and the other handful that are worrying about me being involved in things I shouldn't be are the ones that I need support from. The kids I'm talking about, that I'm trying to reach out, are the ones that have changed in order to keep my presence with them. I don't say this out of bragging, but out of truth. I have had these kids come to me in tears showing me their affection towards the lessons I have taught them unintentionally.
So, dear ones that are reading, I need your hope and prayer that I will get the courage to take the next step of showing who really is The One. I need prayer for my bestfriend, who still is following the deep path that the enemy is on. I need you to pray for him incredibly, because I care for him so much. He's my bestfriend, and I adore him to the point that I don't want to see him mess up his life without him even knowing it. I need prayer for the other kids I have known since elementary school that I call my bestfriends, because their morals are no where to be correct. I need prayer that He will show his good will through my actions, words, and love. I love on these kids like ministers love on their students. I feel obligated to 'work' with them because, they have even told me through tears, they would be involved with even more ridiculous things if I hadn't been there for them. I'm thankful for each of them, but not the suffering that the enemy is putting them through. I have undying faith in each and every one of them.
I know they need me. They need Him. They need me to show them to Him. And I need Him to show me how.

Moral of this story: Prayer is key.