When I was young, like when I was in 5th grade, I met this kid, but i cant say his name so lets call him Bob, named Bob. He was funny, nice and loyal. He was awesome even for a 5th grader. Now he would always hang out with me with all of my friends and we would always have loads of fun. He was small, i was small, and we were known for that except i was a bit taller :D. We would have a bunch of fun memories like having dares, like for example, I dared him to push down a bunch of chairs and say, "Aw nards!" and he did. He got in trouble but got off the hook. He came back saying, "You owe me 5 bucks!" Then this one week, around March, Bob and my friends were hiding something...something really bad... I don't know Spanish... [Read More]
Tags: Bestfriend, Tears, True Story, Friendship, Buddies, Sadness, EmotionalWhen your parents and everyone tells you to wait until you are married to have sex, you should listen. I wish so desperately that I could take it back. When you have sex at a young age and then it doesn't work out, you feel devastated and crushed. There are no words to describe the pain and hurt I went through. But I am going to tell my story, and I hope maybe that one person who reads this will wait. It was a few months into my sophomore year in high school and I was 16 years old. Everything was going really well and I had a lot of friends. I was in the choir this year and the choir and band was taking a trip to Nevada in December. Everyone was really excited, including me. A few days before our Christmas break, my really good friend at the... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Hurt, Family, Tears, School, Heartbroken, Sex"I like you... please go out with me" I didn't want any of this. Why does my Childhood friend "like" me. We are childhood friends. I can never love him like that. I'll hurt him. I haven't told him yet. I haven't got time.....I'm dying, Alex. Please stop. "Clare...I" "STOP IT!...I DIDNT WANT ANY OF THIS! no...please" I ran as far as I could. Further, Further, Slower and slower. While tears kept streaming down my face, i came to a stop. "I love you Alex but i just can't...I" "Clare! what are you doing!" My Mum was running towards me. I looked down, seeing the ocean beneath my feet. "what?" I was standing right at the tip of a cliff. "Don't move!" My mum grabbed me with all her might. Darkness started conquering my eyes. It's now the third day after Alex said those terrifying words to me. We only... [Read More]
Tags: Second Chance, Love, AmnesiaThe girl that I thought that would fill my heart has crushed every bit of my feelings..she lied to me but perhaps I ‘ll tell you guys the story….it began when I was in high school. She was 15 and I was 14.She was cute, funny and nice. Every quality of a suitable girlfriend for me. We were in the same school but in different class since she was 1 year older than me. The only chance I can see her or talk to her would be during co-curriculum. We were in the same unit. I’ was her assistant and she was my boss not the supreme boss. Anyway my love grows each passing day. Whenever we meet, I would make some jokes and share good stories and every time she seemed to enjoy it. Sometimes when she had free time on her hands she would invite me to grab... [Read More]
Tags: Sadness, Chances, FriendshipA young girl grew up without a father. She smiled happily every day, but inside she was dying. Everywhere she looked, there was a happy, full family. A baby, mom, and dad. It was complete. They were happy. But not in her world. There was only her and her mom. At school, they would have father-daughter dances. The girl would always stay home. Her mom always told her that she was her "mom and dad." Eventually, she got curious. She wanted to know who her dad was. She walked up to her mom in her room and shifted nervously. "Mom?" The little girl asked. Of course the mother looked up. "Yes baby?" "Where's my dad?" The mother's eyes widened, before they started to tear up. The little girl was eight by this time. It scarred her. That night, when the girl laid in her mom's bed, and tried her best... [Read More]
Tags: Family, Father, Death, LonelinessWell, let me start of with ages. I'm Brook and i'm 14 at this time, and Will was 18. Four years apart, not too bad. We started talking in July of 2013. We met on a website called "omegle" basically, you connect with strangers who share common interests and hopefully build conversations. I still remember our very first conversation. "M or F," -Will "F, you?" - Me "M." -Will "Cool." -Me -- Haha! Soo romantic. But, we weren't into relationships then and there seeing he was from North Carolina and I'm from Ohio. We basically started talking nonstop for months on end. He soon enough became my best-friend. We would come to one another and vent about anything really. He was a total sweetheart and i actually started to like him. There wasn't a day we didn't talk honestly. We haven't heard each other's voice or actually skyped and i... [Read More]
Tags: Long Distance, Love Story, Love Hurts, Break Up, Missing“We, never existed.” The words kept replaying over and over, until I was on the brink of disgust. My throat was about to explode with the vile mixture of anger and frustration coming up, but yet, I kept it in. it hurts. “why?! Why must you do this to me? What have I done wrong?!” I shouted, as we were in front of my house. He says it so calmly; it irritates me under my skin that his face was all full on with breaking up, basically showing no sympathy. “FINE! HAVE IT YOUR WAY!” I opened the door, and slammed it on his face, I don’t care if he was hit, or he comes up to my room saying he’s sorry, I want him to disappear, disappear from my world. “I have reasons, Marie. And I already don’t love you from the first day we started dating. I don’t... [Read More]
Tags: Heartbroken, Family, Scenarios, Breakup, Memories, Boyfriend, LoveJake. That's his name. Jake. He was my first kiss and I thought he would never hurt me. I'm not going to say our love last forever because I knew that wasn't going to happen. I did think he wasn't going to hurt me. He told me and I quote "I'll always be right here for you." A few weeks later, he broke up with me in a note. He left it on my door like a pathetic person. I was crushed. I acted so strong but when I got home I cried myself to bed. After that, he dated a few other girls and I dated some other guys but I was never really over him. He was my first love after all. Come to now. He's been in and out of my life. He comes around ever time he wants sex and I sadly give it to him... [Read More]
Tags: Lonely, Lies, Pain, First Love, Fake, Heartbroken, AbandonedAs long as Henry could remember, the first time he laid his eyes on Sally in seventh grade, he instantly fell in love with her. He became good friends with Sally, but he was never able to gather up the courage to express his feelings for her. As high school came along, Henry moved to the other part of town. Henry went to a different high school and he felt the distance between him and Sally growing. Henry was a tall boy with a lean, muscular build. He had thin black hair and was the class clown. He was likable and easy to get along with. Because he was a class clown, no one really took him seriously. Sally also had black hair. She was not too fat, but also not too skinny either. She had a sweet personality that could make any boy fall for her the instant she... [Read More]
Tags: Friends, Lovetriangle, Depression, Regrets, CrushIt seems like life always gets in the way. Restrictions lurk everywhere; life is not enjoyable. I get hurt easily, I get disappointed easily. Life gets harder everyday. Even when I try to stand up, I fall back down knowing that I am weak and hurting. My feelings are indescribable, you could even say that my heart is literally ripped and torn; my scars are engraved with every second of my petty existence. I am isolate from the world and I am not planning to change that, I am dying yet I won't put up a fight... I am drowning in my misery, yet I won't struggle when I lack air. Time seems to be moving quickly then fading, I am left in the past wishing for something impossible... Wishing for my past to be erased; yet the harder I wish for it the more I get hurt. It seems... [Read More]
Tags: Despair, Depression