Kat's Journal

Three Strikes. I'm Out!

     First mistake.My first year here in Indiana was not the greatest. When we first got here, I had some trouble adjusting. I went to a school called Pendleton Heights Middle School. I was an 8th grader. I didn't have many friends but the ones I did have, they were okay. Some treated me like garbage, and others treated me like they cared. Luckily for one of them, they saved my life. They stopped me from making a huge mistake. My mom had made me mad one evening and I just could not take being away from everyone back in Virginia Beach. So, that night, I made a list of things to pack and I decided to run away. The next morning, I grabbed my bag and whatever money I had saved up, and left. I walked out of my neighborhood and out onto the main street. A guy at the flooring place across from my neighborhood saw me and he got in his truck and he pulled up next to me. He asked if I was okay and I said yes. I lied to him. He saw through it though, and told me to get in. He looked friendly, so I did. We talked and talked for a few and he drove me to the Rickers in Pendleton. He told me that if I decided to come back, find him and thank him. I said I would and he gave me some money. I went and got some food with that money and started walking. I finally got upset at my decision and I stopped at the church off the side of the road. It was next to a YMCA and I stopped and I wanted to see if someone was inside the church. No answer. I sat there for a few minuets and I finally got up and started to walk in the YMCA. Before I could touch the doors of the YMCA, I got a phone call from a number I didn't recognize but I answered it anyway. It was my friend Allison. She had found out that I had ran away from home and she told me to meet her at the Ricker's in Pendleton in 5 minuets.  I said sure and I start to walk there. We meetup there and I see her walking up and her and I walk inside. She buys me a coffee and we walk back to her house. When we get there we talk about what happened and why I left home and she decided to tell her mom and her mom told me to call my parents. So I did and I tell them I'm safe and that I'm fine. They ask for Allison's address and they came and got me. We got home and they grounded me. Of course they would. I reflect on it now and if it wasn't for Allison, I wouldn't be here today. Most likely. I never liked change and especially about moving. I've never had a problem about it before since my dad was in the Navy and we moved a lot but when he retired a while back, I stayed there for seven years and I made friends and they were like family to me and I just couldn't drop them like stink on cheese or noting.  I still miss them but I know that it's just distance and that I won't lose them. 

     Second mistake I made was getting involved in drama and picking wrong people. I met a guy there and he seemed really lonely in science class and I decided to work with him and we hit it off. He wasn't the most good looking guy but he seemed really nice. We got to know each other and we started dating. But little did I know, he only liked me for my looks. And at the time I felt like I was no one. Someone sat on me at lunch one time, and said, "Oh! Excuse me but I didn't see you there." I'm sure it was a joke but I took it seriously. He said I love you and really sweet things when we texted or it was the two of us. He wouldn't hold my hand around other people or anything like that. He acted rude and that I was a piece of property. Rude. We dated for six months until I called it quits because I was done with being treated like a piece of crap. Year one ended in June that year in 2014. High School was next. I broke up with this guy in high school. He was a dick about it and it hurt me because I thought something different than he did. I had a really nice friend and he liked me and he decided to help me see what was going on with my ex. 

     Mistake three. I'm out. This same guy, I'll name him... James. Well, James decided to try to win my heart and it worked for all of a month. We dated for about a month and then I said it was too weird and we broke up. It hit him hard and he changed. Drastically. Dyed his hair and changed his persona. I did something that a total of five people know about not including family. And yes, they knew first. It wasn't like I almost went to jail or anything but it could have gotten me suspended or expelled along with James and his friend. There were these people who helped me get through this and kept me away from the likes of him and his friends. Kate and Marian helped me and they are my best friends that I have. I'm really appreciative of them and I couldn't ask for better friends. Thank you to them. After freshman year, I changed schools because of him and things that had happened to me in that year I just could not take it. It is called Anderson Preparatory Academy. I love it here. I finished my first year and it was amazing and I couldn't have asked for a better school. I made enemies and friends at Pendleton and at APA but, all in the end, it worked out for the better. I met the guy of my life and we've been together for nine months as of July 28. (It hasn't hit when this is published but just letting you know).  He's the one. This is my first mistakes here in my new home over the last three years. At least, the major things. My name is Kat and this is my journal. 

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A/N*

Hey guys! This is something I've wanted to do for a while and I figured I should do it now or never. Please don't judge or hate, this is a true story and I hope you enjoy. The people in this story have made up names to protect their identity if you know them. Just so I can't get in trouble. The places are real and this is my journal. Hope you like it! Leave a comment if you have anything to say and I'll update when I can! :) thanks for your support!

-Kat *meow*