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Becoming better within myself ❤️

Becoming better within myself ❤️

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jul 30, 2015
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* flashback* "Your nothing but a ugly, anorexic whore! You don't belong here." " W-What have I ever done to you guys . Can't we just be friends?" " I see the way you look at john.. And you better stay away from him! Besides he's not into fat bitches like you!" A bully spat in my face My tears were stinging with tears," but we are friends. I thought we were friends." " we aren't and we never were . Your weak and pathetic ," she pushed me ," go away and stay away." My tears began to flow and I ran off the playground kicking up the bark . * end of flashback * The steady pounds of my body making contact with the punching bag snapped me back to reality. Train hard, work hard, be rewarded in life. Sweat rolled down my nose . Left , right, upper cut. Right knee left punch, right kick left right left. I finished up my training with a round house kick that teared a small whole in the punching bag filled with sand hanging from the ceiling in my garage.
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Shanté: You were in her room, Jonathan! Jonathan: Ok, ok, I understand that but- Shanté: No, just shut up, ok! You hurt me. Badly. And- Jonathan: You hurt me too, Shanté. Quit playing victim all the damn time. Shanté: Well then I guess we shouldn't be together. We shouldn't talk, we shouldn't text, we shouldn't anything. We just might hurt each other again. He tears up which causes me to tear up. I let my tears run down my face & he continues to fight his tears but there's one that's at the literal edge of his eye waiting to be free Jonathan: ...but we're in love. Shanté: Well we're just going to have to be in love from afar. Jonathan: Shanté, I JUST got you back. Please. I can't...I can't lose you again. The tear that was on the edge of his eye finally drops & another falls out the other. I look into the eyes I once fell in love with & force myself to say Shanté: ...I can't do this anymore. *leaves* 🚨🚨🚨🚨Cuss words, sexual content, & n-word use🚨🚨🚨🚨 -I posted this story last year but decided to make a couple of changes🙂- Ps - Every character in this story is black EXCEPT for Elizabeth😗✌️

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