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  • I was asked to write a story about my life on the Pine Ridge Reservation. Well let's just say this is no story this is a life still making its journey. I was born on the reservation but lived in Wyoming until I was five years young. I later moved into Pine Ridge. There are people who grow up fortunate, this is the case with me, but when I was younger I was told the complete opposite. I was very much protected by my parents because I was and still am the Chief of Police and now a C.I's daughter. I was told I lived in a dangerous place and this was no place for a young girl but I didn't believe so. Over the years I grew up and came to realize our people were passed out on the sidewalks, young kids were talking about sex, young women having babies, people striving to keep their house and family together, people losing their lives because of the way they choose to live and only because it's not easy making a living on the reservation. Young adults chose death over living for their family because now and days us young adults carry the world on our shoulders. I thought my life was unfortunate because I could not do the things I wanted and wished to do. I began acting out, cutting myself, running away and I walked the wrong path of life. I even abused my own family and I still walk with the memories. I thought about giving up my life because I thought I ruined my life and I would never be able to overcome this phase and walk the right path with my parents and elders. To help me heal, my parents got a house 18 miles out in the country. I began counseling and focusing on my Lakota language a lot more. I took up the responsibilities of my parents and I no more carry the world on my shoulders, I am free. I still linger to live in Pine Ridge again, although my parents think that it's a dirty place with nothing good to come of it, I still believe its beautiful and its my home.
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