Michelle Davis's Journal

Michelle's Journal

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About Me

So I realized that if anybody (besides me) reads this thing they don't know who "I" am. So I'm going to take some time to describe myself; Ms. Sullivan says that will help me to center myself, in my self. Whatever that means. As far as therapists go Ms. Sullivan isn't too bad I guess but why can't she just say things straight forward? My name is Michelle Davis, and I am 24 years old. I have brown hair, brown eyes and am 5' 7'' tall. I was born and raised in NYC, the only daughter in a family of 4 children. Growing up we didn't have a lot but we did have each other and that was enough. My parents worked very hard to make sure my brothers and I always had opportunities to do the things that we wanted to do. But they also pushed us to make our own way in the world, to chase our own dreams and goals. I didn't have a lot of friends in school, I'm really shy and kept to myself most of the time. My brothers kept me company, but as we grew up they started to do their own things and I was left alone. My parents didn't want me to be socially isolated so they made me try out a bunch of different things. Nothing really stuck, not until I tried out sports. I guess I was a naturally gifted athlete; at least that's what the different coaches told me. The sport I fell in love with was softball; the weight of the bat in your hand, the thrill of striking out an opponent and the rush from running to home plate were amazing. I had found something that was mine, that connected me with other people. I was still shy, but at least now I had something that I could talk to people about. I worked hard on the field, and that allowed me to earn an athletic scholarship. The school itself wasn't that big, but it's sports program, especially softball was one of the best in the country. Our team, The Heroines was amazing. We made it to the playoffs every year, and the fans loved us no matter how good or bad we played. So that made me happy. After a couple of years playing I was able to support myself, and start sending money back to my family. That made me happy too. But like all good things, it had to come to an end. This is starting to get to me, I need to take a break. I'll do this again later.
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