My Sidewalk Paragraph

People do not realize how much we actually use sidewalks. We never take much notice of them but we use them on a daily basis. The concrete paths guide us place to place and insure our safety while walking along side traffic and busy streets. Sidewalks can be smooth and pretty and others are not so smooth and pretty. Some of them are cracked and ugly, some of them have weeds growing in between them and are not well maintained. These are the sidewalks that people trip and scrape their knees on. These are the sidewalks that seem to have gone through some damage. These are the sidewalks that are broken but, can still be used with caution.

Maybe they were struck by lightning or maybe mother nature decided to let new life grow underneath their rough concrete build. Whatever the reason may be most of these ugly sidewalks start with a crack or a split in the grey platform. My life started like a brand new sidewalk, pretty and clean and then, my sidewalk cracked. The first crack was caused by indecisiveness. Never being sure of what I wanted or needed lead me to feel like I did not know anything at all. So I stayed quiet and kept my head down because I would not want to say anything that I was not sure of. The fear of being wrong made me quiet. It made me

People were mean and society didn’t make sense. Labels became more popular now that I was in high school, and whatever label was put on me I did not want it. I was afraid to have a label that I did not like or I thought was terrible. I was not happy with who I was. I learned to dislike everything about myself. I hated my face, my body, my personality, my shoes etc.. And it was stupid, the way I felt, I knew it was dumb but I could not help it. I was angry at myself for hating myself because, why should I not like who I am? I had no reason for disliking my personality or my shoes. I should not have felt like I did not belong on the planet but I