But I have to..

I am ten years old, and my name is Michelle. My parents think of me as a terrible child, such as a problem maker...and a non-intelligent person. Although they are like this, I know they are trying their best to be my parents. I sometimes hate them...but thinking back, I was in the wrong. If it was not for them, I wouldn't be born and its hard to be a parent. They have plans for me, but to me, my life is my decision. I love them, and its hard to keep secrets from them...but I have to...