16/02/2015 

A back story,

Well its safe to say that this is the first time iv'e ever wrote a blog before. Iv'e always wanted to start one but I've never had the time nor effort to actually do so so here goes.

My real name is Lily Cooper. I'm 16 and i was brought up in England, Harrogate for eight years before me and my family, Jason my father, Jo my mother and my sister Grace (currently 18) were all shipped off to New Delhi India for four years.
I can always say from the bottom of my heart that India as one of the bet experiences of my life. The life i had there at such a young age will never be forgotten and i wish to cherish those memories I had there forever. I have met some amazing people, I.e one of my best friend Ellie idle (who also has a blog on here ellies-eats.blogspot.co.uk ) and she is some one who I will keep in my life forever. Words cant describe how much I love her experienced unforgettable things and tasted some awful and disgusting things. but over all, Incredible. 

After spending those frightful four years, we all decided that it was time to return back to England. even though i didn't want to, i knew it was the best decision for us. Graces schooling was coming to an end. Mum was dying to get back to work and my health wasn't doing to well either. Don't get me wrong, I thought that the diabetic health care was okay, however it was just incredibly inconvenient going back to England every three months just for a couple hour appointment and then be shipped off half way around the world again. But i didn't mind it. it made everything for me more interesting and exciting. 

When arriving in Stoke-On-Trent, in 2011, it didn't blow our minds. Its not the prettiest of places and it didn't really give much potential. But for me it didn't matter. The only reason why we are living here is because it was the only way we could all stay together for my dads job. 

The first school me and grace applied to go to was absolutely atrocious. Me and grace both came out twice crying because it was that bad. Coming form one of the most academic schools in the world to NCHS,,, my god that's something i will never forget , It was literally a shit hole. 

After some sense from my parents, they decided that it would be best if we moved to the other attached school from NCHS that's called Clayton Hall Business and Language school. 

At first, I'm not going to lie, I hated it. I hated it so much that it cause me to cry in the toilets every lunch time for the first 6 months because no one wanted to talk to me or be my friend.Coming from an exotic, adventurous place in year 7 with no friends or that much social skills...Yeah, Wasn't the best, It sounds sad but its the truth and those times were dreadful for me. Because of this I gained loads of weight and I wast popular or pretty, this caused me to be someone who I wasn't for other people. I wasn't myself for a very long time and i had friends who treated me like an outsider. I only started to discover who I was and who I should be friends with at the end of year 10... almost three years later. 

I was friends with people who made me feel like nothing. Treated me like nothing and used me as bait. They knew exactly what to say and do to get me down, but they didn't care. They only did it to please themselves, I knew i had to get away from it soon before it destroyed me and my confidence. 

So i left them, and I never looked back.

I'm now with people who I can be myself around. People who I look forward on seeing when i wake up to school every morning. Somewhere where I feel comfortable and dear god I'm grateful for the people that I'm with because without them, I don't know what I would. They keep me whole. 

To be perfectly honest there is more I can say about myself and my experience and memories but that would be too long to write, And besides, im going to try and write on here as much as possible so you will soon discover them your self.