The Truth Shall Set You Free.

My first memory is of being eight years old. Perhaps that is why I adopted the motto "If you can't remember it, make it up" at a really young age. Those who knew me when I was younger may have even called me a compulsive liar. I preferred to think of myself as imaginative.

My "imagined" childhood memories consisted of famous relatives, unicorns, and limousines. It was all very glamorous. People actually believed some of my stories... until middle school. I hated middle school. Once people figured me out, I realized that I had to make my stories more believable than riding flying unicorns at sunset. So I began to embellish. One day, towards the end of the school year, a girl that rode my bus tried to pick a fight with me. I was so scared of her that I told my friends that a limousine was coming for me shortly and I wouldn't be riding the bus home that day. I had to wait for hours for my dad to come pick me up in our faux-wood paneled mini-van.

This is important information for you to know as I set the scene for how my overactive imagination has shaped my life. Evidently, being an average, middle income, American girl was never enough for me. I always wanted more... It's only recently that I realized that I need to redefine myself and re-imagine my future so that I don't wake up one day and realize it was all make believe.