Hey, how's it going? I wrote a bunch of poetry. :P Now I'm writing this. :)
Day...Something or other.
Arighty peopletos! I'm baaaack! Anywhoo, the hockey game was awesome. I sat next to YGK the whole time! The best part?! He sat next to me first! :D <3 Anyways, fake happiness time is over. Back to the important crap. The real reason I decided to write today. The girl who ruined my life. She seriously ruined my freaking life.
Ok, so she really did ruin my life. I wish I had never met her. Or that she stayed mean to me instead of becoming my friend. She really was my best friend for a long ass time. And I told her everything! And I mean everything, I told her my biggest secret, and my least important secret. I can tell you my least important secret, 'cause I really don't care. So here it goes....I'veneverbeenkissed. Well none that count anyways. I would tell you my biggest secret...but then it wouldn't be a secret. :P
So back to the main subject. After I told her everything she decided to go tell everyone. It wasn't right after I told her, but it wasn't that long after. She hurt me by telling everyone. She ruined my life because the guy I was going out with at the time found out my biggest secret. I really really really liked him, but I didn't love him. Anywhoo, he broke up with me because he “couldn't date a freak like me, for fear of ruining his reputation.” Stupid prick! He dumped me, then called me a stupid-emo-faggot, and told me to go kill myself. I broke his worthless nose.
It wasn't just her telling my secrets that ruined me, it was the fact that she lied about everything. She denied everything! Even after I found out it was her, I knew it was her who told my secrets in the first place. I hadn't told anyone some of the things I had told her. I don't hate her though. That would mean that I still feel anything when I think of her. I only sound angry while I'm writing this 'cause of how much she hurt me. I actually had to move because of the bullying, and some of the other things that had been going on because of what she did.
We go to the same church now, and I see her every Sunday and Wednesday. I don't talk to her, I don't even look at her. If we ever get placed in the same group I ask to be moved If the teachers don't move me, I ditch. And now she wants to be friends again.....I don't know what she's thinking, but it ain't ever gonna happen. The second she spilled my secrets she lost any chance of ever being my friend again. Adios motha fucka!
YOU ARE READING
Needs a title!
Teen FictionOk, so there's more truth than fiction in this. Don't judge my lamness! I know I'm not a good writer, but you don't have to tell me that. :P Anyways, this story is pretty much my life, I'll try to write every day. :)
