It's Never Too Late

fallen cities world wide

Worldwide fallen cities, acrobatic haters, communities have orchestrated cruel dilemmas for me that conjure falsify dreams and gamble on my life and others becoming bait for the demons and plague entities who are rotten to its core. They fail to render any aid they only seek to wreak havoc upon the innocent souls, they have no preference, any soul will do, young or old. It will have all if it's let to Bind and harbor families as a source of food, they live and breathe as I do only they have a scent that is hard to miss and a hair trigger finger. That's more likely attracted to my light like a Moth. To a flame, a new era has come up on the horizon with the enemy's best shot to take me down. I become my absolute best self accumulating, more energy block channels and gifts are being opened to me by the enemy's plan to destroy me. No more repeating cycles that no longer serve me. I'm letting go of doubt. I trust the journey I am on. I am exalted standing with me, is God, my ancestral family and the universe with celestial assistance. Everywhere, at all times a signal goes off all system dispowered on with full reception. My soul is at work as it has awakened who remembers why she is alive today. I do to tell the world my story in a lie that I grew up knowing to be normal for this was all I had ever known the world through my eyes, shattered memories, bits and pieces that contained all that I ever endured. And that could actually remember there was a moment I recall as a child. Did I have sitting on a porch at the edge of the stairs facing the road? A car in between me and the road ahead was having issues. I assumed it was because the hood was open and there was someone working on it. I think this may have been my family. My brother, the one born after me, was in the car jumping around and at this time, I may have been 3, and he might have been one. He was smiling and waving, and he fell forward and managed to grab the gear that put the car in drive, pulling the car that was parked all the way over both of my legs as I sat there on that porch. The car sounded as if it jerked towards me and this was all I can remember in and out of consciousness, I guess my legs were pinned underneath a car and the porch that I sat on it only had felt like a minute. And I must have passed out because I recall driving to the hospital, seeing a doctor and a nurse which took the proper steps to bandage me up, I don't remember the pain or the drive home. I do know that I look at the back of my leg and I see the scar that I have till this day, nothing was ever broken and it's amazing You would think that both my legs would have been broke sometime. Goes by, and I embarked living in an unbalanced life that I remember moving around a lot more than most of the kids that I interacted with, but that's what happens when both parents split up, right, your mother is single raising children on her own. My mother works hard and she plays both roles, mother and father. It looks to me that way because she provides to care for myself. And my brothers, in order to live a happy childhood, I was tomboyish, I got hurt a line but not Not too.n Bad time continues and I remember pre KI remember my first teacher. Her name was miss H1 morning. My mom woke me up to get ready for school. And I believe we were just a little bit late, we get into the car. The school was just a few blocks away. I can actually see this school from my home. I knew I wasn't far, so I arrived at school. Got out the car , my mom drives off , and I walked to the double doors only to realize school had been closed that day.I peeked in the window.There was no one around , and by the time I turned around , my mom had already drove away i automatically turn on my comprehension, and I ran all the way home, not long. I am at the door to my home where I lived at the time no one ever stopped me, not even a cop from the station that was located in front of our home now that I think about it, it was kind of odd that nobody came to my aid, that day, I moved shortly after that, in a new city, a new school, living with my mother and my brothers and her boyfriend at the time.n I would continue to move around a bit from one city to another. A new school back to the old school. Most of my life time was constantly going, but I felt stuck. I always felt like something was missing. I longed and I yearned for stability. As a child, I wanted both parents together but did not see the complications that their relationship may have had, I was torn between the 2I loved my mother, I loved my father but I knew that what I wanted was not healthy. For they fought most of the time when they were together, and when they were apart, they were not ever fighting, and it wasn't physical. It was just shouting, you know, disagreements of sorts and differences, and that is to be expected when you have different upbringings. My father was Catholic, my mother was pentecostal 2 different religions, the way that they grew up weren't not the same, however, I would enroll over a handful of schools until the day I Was before I judge due to truancy and was made to get my GED I could no longer graduate with my peers, the way I had visioned as a child shortly after Being told that I can no longer attend any school that it was mandatory. I get my GED I felt as though I was robbed of the experience. As a student in a public school, I did not know or was I aware of the extent of absences and things that were necessary as being a student, I I guess from that moment I felt as though a lot of things were my fault for the way I lived life for the way things turned out, I can see why I had blamed myself for many things, for a very long time as an adult I can see were mentally things. Take a turn. When a child no longer is focused on learning and is overwhelmed with emotions of things that fall upon a child's shoulders, taking on a emotion that felt like a responsibility that I had no control over In See truancy today as a good and a bad the way schools are going about the education and growth of a child are a bit under minded, I guess you can say.n Where does it help to give a child a fee or community service or to be held back? Due to tardis, that eventually add up and turn into absences, not looking at the cause of S, to, Y, there was tardies in the first place, how does that help Them achieve and grow into an independent young adult. How is it beneficial to their education? If the weight of court fees and community service as a punishment, help them To even be motivated to actually want to experience being a student in a public school. I found that truancy did me more harm than it did good, I think if they would have searched just a little bit deeper and maybe helped With getting to school or maybe assisting some extra help at home. You know, to better shape the life of a child. This most definitely sits at the back of my mind asn Something that I may need to look further into. Because although there's been years since I was in school, kids today still go through these difficulties. And face the challenges of truancy put in a weight of an expectation emotion upon their shoulders, to hold when the whole narrative should be learning and growing Not a weight of a finance and punishment due to maybe not having the resources or having the lag of stability to achieve the learning and development. Of a child.n To experience school and shaped and molded crafted as an individual independence when they cross the stage and graduate and prepare for the next chapter. Of an adult life