The Enigma Biography

i was born no where and into nothing and had nothing. i still moved on and continued to move forward and move on. i never looked back and nover thought twice about what i did but i still was nothing. and i seemed to be accoplishing nothing and i fell down and down and kept going even afer rock bottem i contunied to fall and i was falling fast and i had no whay out, or so i thought, so i turned to the pain and the suffering and endulged myself in them and i kept go and i got worse and worse and so i increased the pain, but it was still not enough and the cuts i my wrists move and mutiplyied until they covered my body. i was slowly bleeding to death and i was enjoying it and but yet it was still not enought so i tryed to kill myself. with the pills, the knives, the alcohol, and the ropes. but every time i was found befor it was complete, and they just sent me away every time to the metal health hospital. but all they did was drug me up so i couldent do anything to hurt myself, only because i couldent think stright, but i could still fell the pain and eventuly i found way to hurt myself and i kept doing it over and over agian. then i found ways to hide the cuts and i acted happy even though i was in alot of pain on the inside. but they saw me as fine and they sent me back to my family who couldent even tell i was still in alot of pain. but i kept going and cutting. the pain was required to me i couldent even go throuh a day with out it. it was consuming me. but i stay alive and then i fall agian and started to fall fast agian and i tryed to kill myself agian and agian. but when i almost did i found a friend but still felt the pain, and cut but the will to kill myself went away because i felt i had somone to live for so i live on but it hurt then she told me she thought of me as a true friend, i hadent felt happier in years but i still felt empty and i felt alon still. but i learn and move and i live and stayed with her. and i continued i never stoped and i had nothing i contunied in school, the outcast, the weirdo, the freak, or just the insane kid. and it hurt, i felt it and then that friend died. she herself had comitted suside. and i felt alone and that i was not important, i thought why would she kill herself if she really cared for me. i was nothing to her, i was dirt. but then i realised i have nothing even thought, most of my life i spent trying to make somthing or get something, for myself. but what good am i to myself? i prooved that i was useless and broken. so i decided to use myself to help those who people thought could not be helped. my thought was if i have nothing then i can do what evere i need to help outher from getiing tho the point i was at, and from there i did all i could. but i still feel the pain but i find the people who dont mind me and i enjoy a nice conversatin. and i see the world as what most dont, and i see people as most dont...............
..............................................................................................................
a place were people can aceive what they want if they try, and even those who have screwed up as a person who can make a difference..... when i fist started doing what i could to keep people from loosing what they hold dear..... i wished someone would have done that for me, and i realized, its verry rare to find somone like me and now i actuly want to be this way. it feels rite, and i know for all the people ive helped that if i would of been helped then they would have never see the world agian, and alot of them would probobly be dead. but think to yourself now that youve read my story.

What Will You Do To Help? ! .....

I may stand alone but like always not for long, Eventuly someone will join me.

'Live life to the fullest and dont regret it, if you fall down stand back up and move on, for that is the way of the world.' James N. Charlton (Me)