I'm from the United States. ^^ My name is Sami and I was born in Chicago,
Illinois in Palos Communtiy Hospital in 1992. When
I was three, my mom was sadly diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis and my mother
and father got divorced because of it. She only got M.S. because I was born
though... I blame myself for it sometimes.
Anyways, I moved from Chicago when I was four, and moved to Long Island, New
York. My life isn't actually a very happy one.
I was diagnosed with depression two years ago, and had to go to a
physiciatcris(sp?) ward this December. Not cool. I'm home schooled and now my
mother is abusive, emotionally and physically. I'm thirteen now, and I guess besides the things said above I have an okay
life...
When I was little, I had one of those kiddy pools. My mother wasn't watching me
and at the time I was underwater. When I was about to go up for air, something
heavy fell on me. I couldn't figure out what it was, and I was splashing around
frantically trying to get up. It turned out to be the pool ladder. Luckily,
after a while, my neighbor noticed I wadsn't just playing and I was actually
stuck, he jumped over the fence and got the ladder off me. I couldn't stop
crying after.
I'm only thirteen and I'm five foot eight inches.
I'm not short but sometimes I wish I was. 
I ride a short bus though. xD Does that count?
I'm from the United States. ^^ My name is Sami and I was born in Chicago, Illinois in Palos Communtiy Hospital in 1992.
When
I was three, my mom was sadly diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis and my mother
and father got divorced because of it. She only got M.S. because I was born
though... I blame myself for it sometimes.
Anyways, I moved from Chicago when I was four, and moved to Long Island, New York. My life isn't actually a very happy one.
I was diagnosed with depression two years ago, and had to go to a physiciatcris(sp?) ward this December. Not cool. I'm home schooled and now my mother is abusive, emotionally and physically.
I'm thirteen now, and I guess besides the things said above I have an okay
life...
When I was little, I had one of those kiddy pools. My mother wasn't watching me and at the time I was underwater. When I was about to go up for air, something heavy fell on me. I couldn't figure out what it was, and I was splashing around frantically trying to get up. It turned out to be the pool ladder. Luckily, after a while, my neighbor noticed I wadsn't just playing and I was actually stuck, he jumped over the fence and got the ladder off me. I couldn't stop crying after.
Wow... *-*
Lotsa nice pictures.