After spending numerous amount of years with teenagers I can't remember a time when there has not been at least one teen who has flirted with the idea of suicide. It seems there is always a teen struggling with suicide and even the extremes of cutting themselves or some sort of self mutilation.
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Where to start? I guess I’ll be different just start with the end. Right now I’m writing this at my computer, and my iTunes shuffle is playing “A Different Kind of Normal†by Cam. How appropriate. The world up to this point is so dilapidated in its secular humanistic philosophies, that being an individual who seeks to improve the lives of others by showing them the Light that brings them out of darkness truly makes me—A Different Kind of Normal.
My name is Danisha and am 16 years old. I am a freshman in a high school in Irving, TX. I have come from a hard life. I have been in an abusive home and a drug home. I've been disowned by a lot of people. When I was ten years old, my parents were both in jail for drugs. I was sent from Dallas, TX to leave with my grandfather in Arkansas. Up until I was thirteen years old, I was constantly raped and molested by my biological grandfather. I had hatred towards him and have had thoughts of killing him but I am not going to do it because I know God is killing him right now. I' have done every kind of drug out there and taken all kinds of pills. Once upon a time, I swallowed twelve pills at the same time and passed out in a college party. God knows what happened to me that night.
My name is Shanice Antwine and at 16 years old. I am already ahead of the game that tries so hard to hold kids like me back. I refuse to give in to the plan of poverty, violence, drugs, and teen pregnancy that is affecting my generation. I have been a victim to almost all these circumstances throughout my life but I chose to rise above the stereotypes that prey on inner city teens like me. 
