Moving on

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Less and less tears came throughout each day as I thought of killing myself. If only I had not said I would go on a date with him . I'm to young anyway. I should have waited until I was like 17 or something. But I'm only 15 and I haven't even really reached puberty yet. So what makes my thing I can go on dates yet? My mom bought me ice cream and tissues everyday and tried cheering me up with her sad stories about breakups and boys dumping her. But I don't get it. Why do people think that their own failures will make others in pain feel better? I think that's weird. I feel bad for mom though, I mean she bought me so much for the date and buys me things to make me feel better. I love her so much. She is my 2nd best friend and I will tell you who is my first tomorrow.

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