THIS POST CAME FROM DOCUMENTS WITHIN THEWRITTENFACE’S COMPUTER, FILES THAT WERE CREATED IN 2002, SHE HAS PERMITTED USAGE AND IS WILLING TO PUBLICLY SHARE HER WRITING, BUT WOULD LIKE TO NOTE THAT AS SHE GROWS AS A WRITER EVERY WRITER COMES FROM SOMEWHERE, THERE WILL BE POSTING THAT WERE WRITTEN WITHIN HER AMATEUR YEARS OF WRITING. THE WRITER SARAH LORRAINE CURRIE-LEWIS, ALSO KNOWN AS “THEWRITTENFACE” HAS FULL OWNERSHIP OF THE WRITING.
I struggled as a woman within my life, for nineteen years a rose is forcing itself through the dry concrete where she continues to grow, my roots trace back to slavery, and as a young woman with the crave of hip hop culture was still a suppression, generation after generation hustling to be somebody, but instead copping criminal records and the cope of another ‘Rest in peace’ and a picture put on a shirt. My parents did the best they could to raise me on the right morals, but morally I wanted to be the person I wanted to be. But the potential in the girl I wanted to be and the purpose God wanted to be stood on opposite line and had its one after life, Heaven and Hell. The person I wanted to be looked in the mirror, since my eyes came from the person I seen myself as, as I stared into my reflection I seen who God wanted me to be, and seeing my reflection, it spoke through me. I was Bound by the lust of pleasure and the receivment of pain, I continue to force the eyes that stare through glass to see my struggle, they are the pupils that see me in the mirror smiling at my faith of success. But my success is not just in me, Yesterday I found out that the success is now preparing to raise my unborn successfully so he can be successful.
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