Run, run, run, that is all that will save you. Don’t look back, if you do, if they see you, if they make eye contact, they will control you.
My not so interesting interesting story
At fifteen, nearly sixteen I’ve managed to do to much to possibly fathom. I was born and raised in the same town, and all my life was raised here. My family was basically broken, raised in a bit of a broken home; in fact. Dad, well he was a bad drunk, and Mom woke nights and slept mornings. Long nights, the old man would be passed out, or hauling us around the neighborer hood. When I got older, and I can’t recall how much older, Father was in and out of jail, only one night stays mostly. Then he went to treatment, that seemed like forever, and I remember it being hard to understand. We had watched a movie at a family meeting there, it was about alcoholics, and the father took his belt and brutally smacked his son, I think my mother assumed I wasn’t quite old enough to pay attention, but somehow that still scars me today.
Anyhow, years later, after my mother and father had broken up, on account they where never married, Dad was sent to jail, got out on bail, and sent back for another four years. The story doesn’t prove to be to interesting, but I suppose it has a little. You see, my fathers ex girlfriend had a restraining order on him, he wasn’t suppose to have a gun. Well, as you can presume, he got his hands on one, and he was bloody drunk when he did. Taking the gun with him, he went to a bar, where they tried to wrestle it from his hands. This ended in a man getting shot in the leg. Father got of on bail, which grandmother supplied. A while later though, he threatened his girlfriend’s(which I think is a dumbass for taking him back after all that) son, who of course was a minor. As you can guess, that didn’t go over well. Now my father, after three years, is in a half way home.
I grew strong I suppose, from my relationship with my family, to the ones I had away from home. I’d always found it easy to make friends, and had started dating in fourth grade. Also, I’d been pretty popular with the boys for along time, although I was quite nervous to even kiss one for the first few years of middle school, even though I was kissing. I went through middle school just fine, and was bullied ninth grade year pretty horribly. Now I am a tenth grader.
I’ve always been a bubble kid, even when I was brought down a lot, often you can find me giggling or smiling. I’m a nerd, play video games, and yet quite popular amongst piers. That’s why when I started dating the popular scene boy of our school (yes….I don’t know why, but people at my school think I’m the cute scene kid, and we were the cute scene couple) things where so blissful. It seemed impossible for me to be more happy than I was, but I’d managed it. We were so alike, and everyone thought we where perfect, and then he ended it. Hadn’t seen me as more than a friend. It was such a shock, and that was over two months ago, and I still love him.
He was the first guy to break up with me, to make this all the more interesting. I’d had nine boyfriends before him, yet he was the first. We tried being friends, that’s what he wanted, and during that time, his friend Matt and I became best friends, but that also ended abruptly. When he and a friend of mine had started to like each other, and plan to date, I broke it off so not to interfere, because as I said I love him still.
Matt and I became even greater friends, and yes I do have a crush on him, and he knows. In fact, Matt would probably be considered my first “mistake”. Matt still cares for me, and still wants to be my best friend, but yesterday, after along time of telling me he loved being single and didn’t want to change that, a certain seventeen year old told me he liked a thirteen year old. I don’t know whether or not to be upset, Matt would take a bullet for me, and if she didn’t want him around me, I know she’d be gone in a minute, and Matt has been straight forward with me. He has always been truthful with me.
Another lovely thing to add to this piled mess is, three men like me, three men who I all hold dear as friends. I’m not sure what to do, especially since I can’t tell my emotions apart, sad could be happy for all I know!
Today I’m sitting at home, texting, two of the three boys are texting me. One is offering to come here for an off period and take care of me, the other is complaining towards me. Ugh, life, isn’t it grand.
“What is the opposite of 2? It’s lonely me and lonely you.” “Dance as though no one is watching you, Love as though you have never been hurt before, Sing as though no one can hear you, Live as though Heaven is on Earth.” “In love the hard times will surely call, and no lover is without their flaw. But you must have rain to see the rainbows, and endure the thorns to have the rose.” “Falling in love is when she falls asleep in your arms and wakes up in your dreams.” “Love is when the heart feels what the eyes don’t acknowledge.” “Love is the only thing that can be divided without being diminished.” “If you can choose to fall in love, or fall off a bridge, choose bridge it hurts less.”
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