1/14/16

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Today,

It's been a year since the first entry of this "life journal". Too much to even know where to begin. Let me begin from what happened the last encounter with Satan before my previous entry. I honestly don't know how long ago it was from the second encounter, but I would rather leave it where it is in my mind; in the waste bucket. It was right after 10th bell ended that I met up with my boyfriend and we walked up together to my locker, but I felt something bad. Like a dark presence, I turn around and see who's following us, Satan.  I didn't even realize she was behind us when I then saw his face with annoyance and anger. Then it hit me like a semi. She had been "going off" on me the entire way to my locker. Everyone was staring at us like I had a flashing "DRAMA" sign on my forehead. 

I try to keep my calm the entire way but I was the same as if you would be poking a pissed off bear with a pointy stick. A time bomb you could also say. I don't even have a small clue as to what she was going off on me about. But it was making a scene around me that wasn't helping my anger. I snapped. I wish I would have socked her to make her finally shut up, but I yelled at her. My blood was boiling to the brink that I was thinking how bad would jail be if I killed her right then and there. 

I yelled and yelled at her, letting everyone know that I was done with her. As the whole school knew what was going on ever since the break up between us. Everything spreads like wildfire at school. Something happens in the morning, and the whole school knows by at least the end of the day. She just didn't want to understand the fact that I didn't want to ever see her in my life anymore..


Hey guys, Im really sorry I haven't been updating like I promised. Life has been really busy atm. I'll start updating weekly when I get a chance. 

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