Wow. It's been awhile since I wrote anything. I can't believe it's winter break already. Today is New Year's Eve. Last night was... perfect. I didn't have a nightmare, I slept well. And for the first time, I conquered my fears, through the respect of my love.
My heart and face smile today, not even the frowning filter on Snappchat can hide my grin. I had the best night of my life, and the best part is, it's my secret. No one else will know. Well, besides Ryan. He knows everything. He knows how to make me float.
Ugh, how can I even compare this to anything? I'm floating, I'm flying, and no one is tripping me today. I found someone with my same desire for purity, and yet also with my desire for trust. There is nothing wrong with trusting someone you love. As long as they respect you.. as long as they don't take advantage of you.. then it's alright.
I know it's dangerous to trust someone that much.... I've lost myself twice for that lesson. I've been hurt by a total of two sadistic, uncivilized, fucked in the head perverts, and been targeted by many more. Hell, I have a text in my memos for idiots that attempt to blackmail me on FaceBooks or something. I know I'm pretty. I know I'm beautiful. But I also know now that I am stronger than those idiots who want to use me. The days they text, asking for my body or for sex, or whatever, are the days I love the most, because that gets my fire burning. It rages in my chest. It lashes out burning whomever I wish. When they try for me, I prepare for a good fight and love kicking their asses.
The other night someone texted me, actually. Well, they texted Ryan first. Kept sending pictures of his penis. So I asked him to let me handle it. We both called the cops and I'm pretty sure I made a good enough threat towards the kid that he won't mess with us again. Can't say anything for the other people he'll probably text though. I just hope they can deal with it, too.
It's kinda crazy how my fire ebbs... one day it's out, the next it starts soaring and burning a little too hot. It's ok though. Sometimes I wish it'd stay that hot. It cools off too fast.
Anyway, my family is calling me at the moment. I'll probably write more here in 2017. I'm just glad no one can read this. My mind is the safest place to write, if I do say so myself. Writing in my brain, you don't have a word limit or have to worry about paper. You just think. Funny little exercise I taught myself to do. Anyway, if my family will SHUT UP!!!!! Ugh, I'll get back to this later. Maybe after I talk to Ryan. He always knows just what to say.
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The Elements Book One: Fire
Ficção GeralBrooke is a teen girl who struggles with depression, anxiety, and PTSD, along with many other psychological scars from a long time of being hated. She is struggling to find a way out of her head, and in the process the 15 year old can't seem to find...
