One of the oldest questions people and philosophers have been trying to figure out for millennia, is what makes a person who they are. What makes them tick? Does it have something to do with how they are raised, or is it how they manage to adapt after dealing with one of life's many lessons?

In my opinion it's a lot of both, and so much more, or just simply known as life! A sequence of revolving Fun house doors. That force you down different twist and turns, until you've changed into a completely different person than who you thought you would be.

Growing up in the small town of Deep Valley, Virginia, where everyone knew quiet , shy, little Abbie Black as the loner, so I never believed I was anything special. Just an average girl with simple dreams and ambitions. Nothing that a little hard work and determination couldn't achieve.

Graduate from high school with honors , and several scholarships. Then get accepted into my dream school of N.Y.U. Become one of the best emergency medical doctors in the world. Nothing crazy, or outlandish if I try hard enough. Just practical.

For as long as I can remember the only other person I've had to depend on is my mom, Jenny Black. Mom was practically still a baby herself when she had me, and my father completely dropped out of the picture before I was even born! If that wasn't enough, something serious must have happened between her and her parents as well, because she absolutely refused to speak about them at all. Except to tell me they were dead to her, and nothing else.

The only family Mom would talk about was my Uncle Joe on rare occasions. Only he lived in New York, a good twelve hour car ride from nowhere Virginia. So, I only met the man twice as a little girl.

One positive to being an only child to a teen mother, it taught me how to be smart and plan ahead from an early age. I worked my butt off during school making sure to stay first in my class. Class President, Debate team, and DECCA kept me busy, and helped me keep my eyes on my goals.

When graduation day finally came it was only my mom in the stands cheering for me. Watching me walk across that stage to give my Valedictorian speech to the rest of the graduating class. Then as the principal placed that rolled up piece of paper in my hands.

Mom tried the best she possibly could to prepare me for any and everything this cruel world could throw at while I was growing up. She didn't waste time sugarcoating anything from me. Teaching me how to be independent at an early age, keep your circle of friends small, and always watch out when it comes to men.

My mother would jokingly tell me she knew the exact minute her life turned upside down, and went to shit. The exact second the choice she made, be it the wrong choice in her opinion, changed every aspect of her life, future, and later on, mine as well. No matter if she was ready for it to happen, or not!

She didn't listen to her gut, or the people around her that told her to leave my father alone. Nothing good would come from them being together, and it would end badly. But, like most stereotypical naive, fifteen year old school girl she was in love, and when you love someone you show that person by sleeping with them. Only one month later Mom was pregnant, and he was gone.

My Mom would always make me promise that when boys started showing any interest in me, I would at least keep them a full arms length away from me, and constantly be on the lookout for any hidden motives.
But, If it ever came time for me to make that choice. All I needed to do was think of her, and how she wished she could have done things so differently. Before dropping out of school to having me, and work all the dead end jobs she could for the rest of her life just to support us..

Always think, don't leap. Just be practical, and keep a level head. I lived my life by that motto, and was happy about the woman I was growing into. My life was right on my schedule, and I was beyond happy.

Until life threw me my first real curve ball. Sending me down a Rabbit Hole of epic proportions! Showing me the sinful things some people do all to get a small bit of delightful pleasure. Stripping me bare, and turning me into this unrecognizable person I am today.

So, sit back and relax while I tell you ALL about it!

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Authors Note

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Until next time!
Callie

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