Gabby's Life Is Hard: Personal Narrative

Gabby's story starts out as a sad one, though she does not reflect on it as such. She has no idea who her father is and her mother...well when able to fight her own demons did her best. But sometimes the draw of a good high was just too much to resist. So Gabby was left to in a way raising herself after a certain age.

It was where her habit of borrowing things that weren't hers began. After all a girls got to eat. So Gabby did what was needed to do in effort to survive. And it ended up being what she always did. Nothing much matters after you're dead, so you better fight hard to live.

Gabby grew up on the streets of New York. She was rough, she was tough, and she was walking trouble in a very pretty package. That is until a job went south and someone she cared about was killed. The loss took something from Gabby that day, and it left her believing she only had two choices.

The better of the two options seemed to be finding another way to live. But Gabby had no idea how to do that. So she did the next best thing, and ran.

Using the small fortune she had gained in her old life; Gabby began to travel. She occasionally enjoys a good picked pocket or stolen trinket. as they say old habits die hard. Hopefully she can behave and stay out of trouble long enough to figure things out.

For the most part for the most part Gabby found herself giving into her wanderlust, taking pictures, and trying to find a place and a path that feels right. And at the moment her walk about is where ever the wind seems to take