ElfGrove

I lost my innocence when I was eight and I moved to a place where everyone disliked me because of the way I dressed and the way I talked and the way I looked. I guess I figured out, then, for the first time, that people weren't always going to be kind. I learned that people can be cruel and hateful for no other reason than the fact that they feel like it. It took me a few minutes to recall when I first lost my innocence, because since it's been so long, at times, I feel like I've never had the innocence of a child.