The Truth

How it all started...

Let's just say that this is gonna be the longest stroy I'm ever gonna write. Why? Well because this all started when my real life started. And my real life started in grade 1. I'm in grade 7. We have some text to go trough. So get ready for hell.

Yeah. That first day in school. We were all so happy. Looking forward to school. I'm posetive that back then, we didn't know that you have 12 years of school, before you can graduate. And then there is collage. It should be law, that we need to know, that we are gonna be stuck in the same place for a long, long time.

So the first day of grade one. We were all pretty stoked. I'm pretty sure we were all pretty stoked. I know I cried... I cried because... I freaked out... Becuase... I couldn't lock the bathroom door. Yes, I know. Lame, right? But hey I was only 6 years old. And everyone had so far in my life told me to never lock the door, becuase I could get stuck in there. So I kinda freaked. But don't judge. Why? Well, becuase I'm doing this to get the truth out there, not to be judged. Also, I'm not 6 anymore. I can lock a door. The only problem, was back then. I obviusly couldn't tell anyone. Becuase. That would have been so.... Scary. So one day. Far, far into grade 1. Around christmas. I had to go to the bathroom. Why, well because I'm a human... And the door was unlocked...

Yeah, you saw that coming. Well my best friend, knew I was in there. And she was waiting for me. Because she was the best friend I've ever had. I'm never gonna forget her. Well... Someone was coming over to talk to her. She was standing next to the door, but for some reason when they came, she stod in front of the door, and.... Yeah, he door was push... She tripped backwords and... The door opened. I was done, I was washing my hands when this happened. But I freaked out. I couldn't look at what really happened. I just, and only looked at what could have happened. Yeah... If you think about it... It looks really bad. And no one, wants to think about that.

So over all, grade one was a pretty decent year for me. Nothing really bad happened. Exept for the bathroom thing. But there, nothing really happened, so... I'm fine. But no one, will ever forget. And I freaked out, on such a high level. I spent my entire holiday, learning how to lock the door. What I learned from this? I shall always, at any occation lock the door, where ever I go. No matter where. If it is in a house in general. Or the bathroom. No matter what, I'm always gonna lock the door. I also learned to only go to the bathroom in a public place if, it is an emergency. ONLY.

I thought you should know that, it was a hard lock. It wanted you to turn a key, like a really old key. With a really old door. It was, rusty. So... I'm not stupid. And you are probably gonna say, google it. "It's on google. And loocking a door is not that hard!" Yeah, I know that. It's easy to lock a door. And there was no good google in 2009. This was years ago. Like 100.... Ok, not 100, but still...