The story of my life
Hi my names Anne and I'm going to tell you the story of my life. I was born on July 25 2009 which makes me 15 as of 08/11/24. You may not want to read this as you don't know me, but I'll tell you anyway.
I was born at my nans house at 3am, that was where I stayed for a few weeks with my two older sisters, my, my dad and my nan. I can't remember a lot about growing up so I'll just tell you the basics. Every holiday (except Christmas) I would spend at my nans with my two older sisters who were only a few years older then me, we would go on walks down the marsh, go to the park and go shopping. In primary I isn't have a lot of friends and if I'm being honest i was quite stupid, I was in bottom set everything and was in writing club (not for my handwriting), coved hit in 2019 which was when I was in year 6 so I didn't actually get to do my SATS, which in a way is great! I didn't have many skills, at least that's what I thought anyway. During comic there was this weird thing that happened I was in my back garden filming a Tiktok when I heard bees so I looked around and couldn't see any, until I looked up and there was hundred and I mean hundreds of bees flying over my back fence heading toward the allotments. So that was a weird experience I wanted to share.
In year 7 I was still in lockdown till about half way through, I still didn't have many friends and by the way I have anxiety so I could just go find any, anyway year 7 was tough. I had gotten my first period and it was a disaster, I felt so uncomfortable and I didn't really understand how to stop the pain. I had my first period over the summer holidays, I had gone to Dorset beach, and a day before I went my period started which was awful. It was so heavy. Anyway that's enough of that.
In year 7 I had gone through my first heartbreak, let me tell you how it happened. I was dating this boy and we were together for 6 months and I saw him through a classroom window flirting with another girl! So I spoke to him and he loved her more than me. I cried but I got over it. This boy had so many ex's in my year group so I decided to become friends with them there was about 5 of them, they were so acceptive and kind. I am still friends with one of them till this day (year 11), however the rest matured slowly and we grew apart I have had some other lovers which were unimportant so let's get to the juice.
I dated this boy and he had dated my best friend but she was fine with it, anyway we were dating for 8 months and he was my first kiss but we did it all the time (I was in yr 8) but one day he pushed me in front of a Lorry when we were walking home so I no longer spoke to him. He was my first actual LOVE. I miss him and it's been 3 years, but there is nothing I can do as he moved on and found some really twatish friends, who would judge anyone.
Moving on In year 8 I had 2 lumps on my neck I didn't think much of it but my dad took me to the doctors. They said they were glands, I had them 2 years prior but they had only just been getting bad, like they were getting sore. Same day my cat came home with all his skin hanging off his foot, my dad took him to the vet and he got stitched up and he had a bandage, he escape 3 days later with his bandage on and his wound got infected and it spread all up his leg and it was too late. My cat had been put down. My first Actual heartbreak, I cried everyday for 2 weeks.
I got a new cat named lucky, he was a rescue he was 3 years old. After about 10 months of having him, he kept having seizures they were getting worse, he bit my sister and she had bite mark scars on her arm, he bit me too on the finger and I was bleeding loads and it made my nail grow at an angle. Lucky got so bad that we took to the vet and they gave us pills. They didn't work so he got put down. We then got told he wasn't 3 years old, he was actually 9. The seizures were a suspected head injury.
If you're interested please vote and message me as I don't know if I should continue this story.
