Moveingon Stories

I had a happy life. A mom, a dad, and a few brothers. I was young i didn't know what was going on at the time. I had thought that this was all normal. My mom and my day would fight alot. Some times i would hear my mom cry. I used to sleep with her and my dad. Right in the middle. One night my dad came home late witch was often since he worked the night shifted. He had gotten in the bed. I used to think he thought i was mom because he had touched me down there. It felt weird but i never said any thing because i thought it was normal. He never did it after that night i think. I could of just blocked it out of my brain or something. Then my oldest brother started to touch me. he said it was his way of showing he loves me. So i never said any thing. Some times he would take my clothes off and touch me. It kinda hurts when he touched me down low. I had told him it hurt. He would touch me often. But he was just showing how much he had loved me. Being the youngest of the family was hard you had these expectations you have to reach. I didn't like that so some times i would do the opposite of what they told me to do because i don't like fallowing other people. I was my own person. I never likes fallowing the rules it was just not me. I was the bad kid of the family. I got to say the worse part about being the youngest is that you will have all of there old teachers who thought i would do what they did. I didnt like that so i broke the rules did the opposite of what they thought i should do. I was known as the bad girl in school and i liked it. Fallow me and on my story of my life. Were i might find love. Were weird things tend to happen. Who knows whats around the corner.

A Poem

"Writing is a simple thing, all it takes is to sit at a type writer and bleed" - Ernest Hemingway A collection of my original writings.

My heart was broken and I needed reassurance to move on, so I thought others might enjoy it as well.

Tobias try's to make it through everyday life now that Tris is gone.

This is something I wrote, and something I wish I had the courage to show somebody. So I'm doing it annonomysly

Poems I have been working on and making!!

My personal story based on my high school memory