I was labeled a troublemaker, my mom an unfit mother, and I was not welcome anywhere.
People would get up and leave so they would not have to sit anywhere near me.
Given six months to live and being the fighter that I am, I set high goals for myself.
The school I was going to said they had no guidelines for a person with AIDS.
Listening to medical facts was not enough. People wanted one hundred percent guarantees.
I'm just one of the kids, and all because the students at Hamilton Heights High School listened to the facts, educated their parents and themselves, and believed in me.