Does it ever go away, this pain deep in my heart... The first time ever some one is able to break down all of the walls around me, and I'm frozen standing in the street watching him leave me forever...
Earlier in Life
Honestly can you believe we crossed the world while it's asle-
'Uggghh' I thought to myself as I stopped the alarm on my phone. I got out of bed and stared at myself in the full length mirror attached to my wall. I looked horrible and with that I grabbed my towels and headed for the bathroom to take a shower. I turned the water hot so that it made the bathroom steam up. I stripped down and climbed in letting the hot water sooth my aching muscles.
As I got out I dried off and got dressed in a air of denim jean shorts, my purple Rolling Stones t-shirt, and my red sweat shirt. I blow dried and straightened my hair. I pit on my black eyeliner and my mascara then grabbed my bag, my keys, and my gum and then headed for the hell hole people call school.
Once there I went to my locker and put every thing away. I suddenly I felt two arms wrap around my waist.
"Ohhh Jasey," a voice sung next to my ear, a voice I knew all to well.
"Yes, Kaden, did you want something?" I asked Kaden playfully. Kaden has been one of my best friends since 8th grade, even thought we haven't talked much over the summer.
"You know what I want," He whispered.
"Ohh fine," I told him and pulled the gum out of my pocket and gave him a piece. He happily accepted it and thanked me.
I finished putting everything away and was about to walk away when Kalie walked up. She opened her locker and said hey. I made my way to home room once there I sat down and waited for the bell to ring.
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I realize the first chapter is really boring but it is only the first chapter. I'll try to get the next one out soon...
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My Screwed Up Life
RomanceThis story is based loosely on my life right now and the problems in it. I have it to be a very conventional way to vent with our hurting anyone. All the names have been changed for privacy.