My name is Sara.

I have had a life that most people would be ashamed of.

Yet I believe I've come out of it a better person. I've overcome the ghosts of my past to help those who are truly in need.

I've lost those I loved, my family, and was left with nothing.

I was raised to be alone and strong, yet I'm fragile and I break.

I am scare and fearful of my future.

I am part of a war that I have nothing to do with. But I know I must continue to play my part, because only I can love him as he deserves to be loved.

I am afraid and alone, but I know I will not always be.

Right now I am scared, alone, broken. But I have a future to fight for and that is enough to keep me strong. To make me stay strong.

My name is Sara, and I am alive.