When I was 15 my life start turning into what I thought it was a comic book. My first sign of my so-called invincibility was when I was able to get away with a lot of actions and of course I know that it was wrong, but at the time I thought it was helping me cope with something that I never knew how to cope with. Because beforehand, when I was 10, I found out I was adopted, so I felt alone, even though I was with a Family that adopted me but still, I felt like that I was by myself so I had to do things to get the attention I needed to figure out what was wrong with me, And why they gave me away. but I hid the pain so I wore a mental mask to show I didn’t care. Now with this in mind as time passed by as I got older, I started losing that connection with my so called invincibility, because then I almost got caught multiple times, and I eventually changed a bit to make better positive and more instructive foundation, that I can stand on and make a life for myself. But to get to the point of my pain that I had for a long time since I was 15 was I fell in love with a girl named Emily at my school and we were hoping to be the one percent that made it through and you know get married, and have kids and just live a wonderful life. But she had a sickness or disease in her kidney from what I can remember.  She had to get her kidney removed or replaced, she had to lose weight to be ready for the surgery it came to the point that she wouldn’t have enough strength to go through the surgery. On the last day in the evening turning to night before the surgery. She broke up with me. As if she knew what was gonna happen. I pleaded and calmly tried to talk to her and wanting to figure out why. But she left me alone at a park and as I was away for her for the rest of the night, all I could do was sit there and be in pain mentally and physically, not knowing what’s gonna happen, and still listening to her voice in my head, saying this over and over again, “ it’s over”. And as that day approach she went to surgery and after two hours  getting the kidney removed..she died. I only found out through her friends since I was dating her. It still hurts to this day because I feel like I could’ve done something but at the same time as the saying goes; “except the things you cannot change,

the courage to change the things you can,

and the wisdom to know the difference”. It took me years to finally realize and understand that. I’m happy I do but deep down I still think about that night. I still move forward for myself but to never be in that situation again. 
I apologize for bad grammar and run on sentences. I tried to explain to the best of my abilities. We know time makes things disappear no matter what it’s made of physical, mental and spiritual.