23-2-09
I seem to not be normal to other people. I find it gross when a lady seems attracted to me. Friends never stab you in the back.
God, I hate the love that these 11 year olds seem to just be everywhere like sis. A small ding comes from my computer saying this:
From: Funchick1238@email.com
To: Chaitheguy@email.com
Subject: Gay face.
Why are you gay, gay face?
God, I hate how people say these things. This is why I write things in a diary to go against those fuckers.
Later.....
"I know who sent that," I whisper to myself. Running out of the window at midnight wasn't a very good idea. Especially when you are in the worst neighborhood possible. Just about everyday there is about 30 crimes in the neighborhood. But, lets just say that I might of caused one or two. The midnight street is soo blue. Leaves blowing in the wind. I run down the street, as far as daylight comes near. Then finally a small pink house comes in to view.
My mind immediately assumes that its Rhea's small cottage. She is about 3 years older than me. I am 19 at the moment. But I most likely am a 3 year old girl. I climb into Rhea's window. (Like I usually do) This time I probably say the worst thing of my
life.
YOU ARE READING
Fire in the pieces of my heart.
Teen FictionChai, who is in trouble, his family falls into a fire. Everyone he seemed to know left him. Rhea, who is Chai's friend seem to be the only person that who stays with him. Until she falls in love with a backstabber jock who miraculously gets her pre...
