Well, I'm 17 now, and I can say that 17 is a confusing age, but can I honestly say that? Well, speaking of honestly, there is something I have to tell you. That is the honest truth, if that means anything. When I was younger, about 5 years old I think, my sister and I were taken away from our parents, because they were addicts. I don't even know if they still are addicts. Going through Elementary School, Middle School, and High School, I was so embarrassed about my situation. Living with my grandparents, sister, and my aunt. I would lie to people in my grade, even to my teachers, about a life. Telling them my mother was a professional violinist, I was rich, had traveled the world, had changed my ethnic background so many damn times, and would even fake accents, just to make myself look cool, or something. Why did I do all of this? Because I thought if the other people in my grade knew the truth about me, about my family situation, I would have been like banned from their "clicks", so forth. But now I realize how many years I wasted being somewhat fake. Living a fake life, and giving off the picture of a high class family to people in my grade, where my family is certainly not high class. I am a recovering lie addict, those are the words I like to use sometimes. And all the people I usually come in contact to, I will tell them what happened, in my "dark ages". I am working on changing the situation around, I want everyone on Earth to know what truly happened all of those years, and how much I wish I had never lied before.