"Things happen for a reason"... My life has been revolving around this peculiar fact.
I have this unpredictable, awkward urge to write about my life... Writing somehow relieves me.
You can read, or not. It's really entirely up to you.


I was born October 21st, 1994, in the beautiful country of France, right on the French Riviera.
I was born with numerous emotions which all sum up to a very sensitive personality I don't entirely regret.
From 0-10 1/2 years old, I have lived in that same little bubble, 'living the dream' that though, I didn't recognize until we moved to USA.
I wasn't aware of the life that was awaiting. I thought of it as "The American Dream" like so many call it when you move to USA.
As of today, though, I would most definitely call it "The Eye Opening Route".
My life from July 7,2005 on to nowadays has totally evolved. Many sacrifices had to be made, and they all lead to particularity nothing; financially, but definitely have matured us 4. My brother and I have 'seen it all'. From my mother's bipolar reactions to financial difficulties. All my parents' stress came on upon my brother and I. Every little detail affected us, both in good and bad ways. My parents have been struggling for about 4 years, while my brother and I were getting settled in USA; learning the language, supporting our beloved parents, living the most unpredictable problems and nightmares. Many things have brought my brother and I closer to each other, supporting each other. Though, he, has been the strongest. He is a hero, though not one with a cape, but definitely one with courage. He was just 17 when we moved here, and he had to mature way too fast, but that doesn't mean he regrets it. America has done so much for us, thus the many damages and things my brother and I had to see coming from our mother. The many verbal hurting gestures, the souvenirs of the many petrifying nights and moments. America has been heart opening. The people here are so welcoming and kind that I always will be thankful.
To look on the bright side of things, I now have a wonderful English I have been aiming to have for the past four years. Writing English has become such a pleasure, I love it. I even know how to express myself better than in french In four DAMN years, my eyes have opened to a new world. I now see things the way they truly are. My fantasy is closed, but my mind is open :]
And through these very tough four years, my parents have to give up. I am now 14 years old going on to 15, and I have had one damn life in America. We are going back to France, though without my brother; for whom I have been sucking back a million tears from coming out because I have to leave without him. It will be a difficult step up to live without him, but we'll visit and talk on phone and chat on msn :]. He is now 21 years old, and a wonderful young man you will never be able to see wandering the streets everyday. He will be continuing his studies here, becoming a Radiologist, hoping to be more successful than our parents .
I am now stronger and ready for new challenges of life. This is my parents' last chance... France, here I come! :] I have missed it so much, and am in away relieved to go back.

~thanks for reading ;] -Mathilde
-hint-This paragraph doesn't describe my entire life in USA, but pretty much summarizes it in a way.


I simply wish I could be better at it :]
But, France has many wonderful landscapes and scenery for me to catch as soon as I get my own digital camera.
And, I am sure that my friends would love to model for me ;]
Much love !
Mathilde.