(this is realistic-fiction, some parts are true and some are false. that should become evident as time goes on ^.^)
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Everything fell when David left.
I never understood why. He was just a friend to me at that time, and Друзья back then were any people that I could get in a conversation with. They were people that listened. And really, seeing him leave was just as normal as any of my other Друзья that left during that year. There was nothing too it; I would convince myself over and over again that he would eventually come back, and that we might even meet up in the future and talk about our untold time in between.
But when David left...things got scary, frightening. It wasn't just my life that was being destroyed; it was everyone around me. My mom, in a positive way, was getting back on track with her Любовь life. She was searching again. But yet, with her eager mood, she went from person to person, denying that this man wasn't right for her. It eventually came to the point where I had no clue who was staying in our house anymore, and it wasn't uncommon to see a unusual man inside our apartment drinking from a молоко carton или cuddling with my mom while she was making coffee.
And then there was my dad, too. Of course, we never had the closest relationship. But as I learned simply over the years his problems and all the harsh things he did to my mom, it became evident that he wasn't someone to trust, someone to like.
Within a year, at the age of eleven, I was probably еще smarter than others when it came to friendships. I was relying еще and еще on people hearing me out, and even if I was telling them little things about my day, I craved to tell them about my crashing world, about the things I wanted changed.
After David left, I relied on no one. Just my notebooks that recorded all my secrets, all my desires for a healthier life...
Before he left, I remembered the dream I had, and if I was smarter then, just by some increment еще knowledgeable, I would have told him about it. I would have mentioned it. Because I had no clue.
I had no clue what kind of monster he was.
And his sudden appearance now...didn't help. Didn't help me physically, или emotionally...
Because now he was staying for good. And he wasn't leaving until he got what he wanted.
Something he wanted for years...
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Everything fell when David left.
I never understood why. He was just a friend to me at that time, and Друзья back then were any people that I could get in a conversation with. They were people that listened. And really, seeing him leave was just as normal as any of my other Друзья that left during that year. There was nothing too it; I would convince myself over and over again that he would eventually come back, and that we might even meet up in the future and talk about our untold time in between.
But when David left...things got scary, frightening. It wasn't just my life that was being destroyed; it was everyone around me. My mom, in a positive way, was getting back on track with her Любовь life. She was searching again. But yet, with her eager mood, she went from person to person, denying that this man wasn't right for her. It eventually came to the point where I had no clue who was staying in our house anymore, and it wasn't uncommon to see a unusual man inside our apartment drinking from a молоко carton или cuddling with my mom while she was making coffee.
And then there was my dad, too. Of course, we never had the closest relationship. But as I learned simply over the years his problems and all the harsh things he did to my mom, it became evident that he wasn't someone to trust, someone to like.
Within a year, at the age of eleven, I was probably еще smarter than others when it came to friendships. I was relying еще and еще on people hearing me out, and even if I was telling them little things about my day, I craved to tell them about my crashing world, about the things I wanted changed.
After David left, I relied on no one. Just my notebooks that recorded all my secrets, all my desires for a healthier life...
Before he left, I remembered the dream I had, and if I was smarter then, just by some increment еще knowledgeable, I would have told him about it. I would have mentioned it. Because I had no clue.
I had no clue what kind of monster he was.
And his sudden appearance now...didn't help. Didn't help me physically, или emotionally...
Because now he was staying for good. And he wasn't leaving until he got what he wanted.
Something he wanted for years...
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another monday,at waysway high school. Vanessa for hated school for mainly for 1 reason. susan.katie.ashlee.the meanest,popular,and prettiest girls in the school.they always taunt vanessa for being different. people thought ashe was different for her personality,but,that wasnt the only reason.
there was only one girl who didnt care if she was different.kylie.kylie was the smartest gilr in school,thats why she got made fun of. she was a nerd. though she had no braces,gloasses,or anything.in fact,vanessa thought kylie was prettier than susan,ashle,or katie.
People think they know vanessa,but,they dont,not yet. she had a very terrible,scary,and strange experiance.when Ты hear it,it may seem like a dream,but,its all true.its not a lie.its not a tall tale.its a true story. 100% true
this the satory of Vanessa Colorado.
there was only one girl who didnt care if she was different.kylie.kylie was the smartest gilr in school,thats why she got made fun of. she was a nerd. though she had no braces,gloasses,or anything.in fact,vanessa thought kylie was prettier than susan,ashle,or katie.
People think they know vanessa,but,they dont,not yet. she had a very terrible,scary,and strange experiance.when Ты hear it,it may seem like a dream,but,its all true.its not a lie.its not a tall tale.its a true story. 100% true
this the satory of Vanessa Colorado.
Serena
Kayla was raped in her own house.
What's more, her dad is reported to have committed suicide. Before he even heard that his own daughter needed him.
When I was little, I always had the blind faith in my mom. That she would always know which way to turn on the road. That if we got lost, everything would be fine.
That she would never desert me. Like Kayla's father has.
The girl is slumped against the wall, crying. You'd think that you'd eventually run out of tears, but Ты don't. It's just that, after a while, maybe Ты just don't have the strength to carry on any more.
Ты can dry up the tears Ты see, but Ты can never dry up the tears your сердце sheds. Because when Ты cry, your сердце gives up a little piece of itself that will always grieve. Always. I have every reason to know.
I put my hand on her shoulder, and she doesn't shake it off.
Kayla was raped in her own house.
What's more, her dad is reported to have committed suicide. Before he even heard that his own daughter needed him.
When I was little, I always had the blind faith in my mom. That she would always know which way to turn on the road. That if we got lost, everything would be fine.
That she would never desert me. Like Kayla's father has.
The girl is slumped against the wall, crying. You'd think that you'd eventually run out of tears, but Ты don't. It's just that, after a while, maybe Ты just don't have the strength to carry on any more.
Ты can dry up the tears Ты see, but Ты can never dry up the tears your сердце sheds. Because when Ты cry, your сердце gives up a little piece of itself that will always grieve. Always. I have every reason to know.
I put my hand on her shoulder, and she doesn't shake it off.