It was 6 AM and it was the start of middle school. I wake up and get ready for school,and go to my bus stop. As I approach the bus stop I see a girl named Camila, she is obviously not normal with her black hair with dark blue tips that blended in so well you could hardly see it. She was wearing a black and white striped shirt,and a pair of black jeans. I see love at first sight but I was already dating a girl from 5th grade named Mackenzie. I dated my "Kenzie" on off in 3rd-5th grade and I was unsure if we would resume 6th grade. I ended up somehow befriending Camila and we talked, she was just a little bit wrong in the head.
As I get in the bus I sit across from Camila, and notice her talking to herself... Alright I'll come clean,I don't know what was wrong with her but her personality was kind, and she meant well but everyone thought she was weird. I am not judgemental upon first impressions I wait to reach a satisfactory conclusion on a person, and that is my one fault, not judging a book by its cover but by the first chapters. That fault is barely relevant to our story today.
I decide to check on her I move towards the aisle of the bus and check on her. "Hey... Camila? Are you okay I noticed you talking to yourself." Is what I wanted to say, instead I mixed up my words and said something like "Hey Camila? I noticed you talking to yourself are you wrong in the head" I however said it kinder than I wrote it there. We talk and it turns out she talks to her imaginary friend since she has no other ones, despite the fact this is a clear turn off for most, she knew she needed actual friends and our friendship would result in her salvation.
I should tell you reader,listener whatever you are,this is no happy ending.this story is one of a tragic death and a hell worse than I would wish on anyone. Before you are witness to the tradgedy I will let you go, simply leave if you don't want to feel the hell I did. I will take us to the tradgedy much later as this story is long.
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The Tradgedy of Camila
RomanceWhen I was in 6th grade I started dating a 7th grade girl Camila. She was a little screwed up in the head, but I loved her she knew she had issues and wanted to overcome them.As I write this I wish I could fix the past as many others do.(Based on my...
