Wouldn't it be wonderful to inspire someone?
Or to make someone feel good about themselves?
There have been so many time is the past few days when I've wanted to say "I think you're an amazing person" or "I'm really glad we're friends" or "thankyou for just being you, cuz you're awesome" but I'm scared that I'll freak people out. So I just keep my mouth shut.
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I want to know your story - imissyoulately
My story:
When I was little, everything was perfect. I guess that's just how stuff goes. I always knew I was very lucky. I had the most amazing life you could ever wish for. I knew I had to do something special. Even as a child, I contemplated parts of the universe that some people will never consider. I asked God why I was so lucky, why things always worked out for me, he just told me to never take it for granted, and to do something worthwhile with my luck.
I moved house at the age of 5, and I met her. It's hard, still today, to go into details about everything that happened with her. Needless to say, my luck had run out. At the time, I didn't understand. I thought it was normal, or that it was okay. I realise now that it was not okay. It will never be okay.
Somewhere in my childhood I got really happy. I know it's wrong of me to blame her, but I do. I know this is the easy way out. I also know that my argument has some validity. Yeah, I was a pretty depressed kid. I hated the world. I hated myself. I hated everyone around me.
I smiled. Sure, whatever. That was not a smile. That was lips going up at the corners. There's a difference.
Highschool started. And I was sick of it. I threw out my soul, and I got a new one. I was the crazy girl who liked skipping, polka dots and chocolate (actually, not the chocolate yet).
And for a very long time I was okay with that. I finally knew what it was like to smile. I was soo happy. Sure, maybe it wasn't perfect, and maybe it wasn't real, but I ws happy. That's all that's important.
OK, I'm stoppping my story here.
The rest in unwritten.
Well, the next bit is written, but you know what I'm like, I never tell you stuff too close to me at the present.
ANYWAYS! Everyone who's reading this, will you please comment with your story =)
5 comments:
Rosa's story.
Rosa was born as the first child, a year and a few months later my brother was born. Grew up as the two kids and went through primary school, moved houses until year 3, when my youngest brother was born.
Then years passed started high school.
yeah...
AB-ridged story
In Year 1 I was put up. I then spent the next year sitting in the library and reading. In that year I learnt to not care whether I was socially accepted. And I never really was, from that point on.
In high school I was considered the short kid, until I grew up (literally and metaphorically). My New Year's Resolution is to be more social, so I can regain a shred of the social acceptance I left behind 7 years ago.
Anyway, that's my story in a nutshell.
Peace Out,
AB
"ANYWAYS! Everyone who's reading this, will you please comment with your story =)"
Is that permission to blog in ur comment space?
+_+
lol u'll regret this, it's gonna be massive and i may not be done until sometime later tonight but here goes:
Max Krist's Story!
xD
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on second thoughts i'll have to do this another time, probably in my own blog, (soz got distracted in WoW again and now my rents are gonna kill me cause we were going out to dinner and i told them to go without me :P)
lol
so until that blog...
;)
grew up with a lovely family, house and many materialistic goods.
shame i grew up in a horrible place. once i stepped just outside my house... my town was filled with drugs, teenage drinkers and smokers. it was a common occurance. Kids thought it was cool to hook up with one another just because they can.
im glad i was kind of a social outcast at that stage! i didnt do drugs, never smoked, nor drank AND! i have kept my first kiss for some special! also... i studied :D
High school came around the corner, where i thought that it was a new beginning and i found myself with other children who actually understood me. and knew where i was coming from! because they have morals like myself.
now. i am loving every second of high school and is looking forward but dreading the future.
welllllllllllll i think you know my story kinda of already:D
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