Hmm..I'll try and make it short
I was a normal kid..Living in a Tiny, boring town.
Quiet and wouldn't hurt a fly.
My dad was an alcoholic and i remember my mom dragging me out of bed to go look for him when he didn't come home.
As i started school i had Really, really bad nightmares, Lucid dreams and sleep walking. It interfered with school so my mom took me out and started home schooling me.
Few years latter, not a teen yet. Still home schooled and my best and only friend moved away.
Started fighting with my mom a lot, Dad was was always at work.
I became distant, Locking myself in my room with the radio blasting music like Marilyn Manson, Venom and slipknot.
I began to favor black things, horror movies...Fantasy and fiction were much better than my life so i got lost in day dreams.
Fell in love with Vampires, Ghosts, Demons. Started reading things on Philosophy and it was no time before i didn't believe in God. Most of the family were strict Catholics..
Around the age of 12 i tried to go back to school but it didn't work out, I was more mature then the other kids, very different.. they annoyed me.
Still home schooling, Teaching myself because my mom worked weird hours at a liquor store. She was a crappy teacher anyway, if i didn't get something right away she would smack me. My sister got diabetes and was sick all the time, My brothers drug problem was geting worse, and it scared me when it was so hard to wake him up. I found his meth and though about throwing it away but he would of probably beat me.
And my nightmares were giving me panic attacks, It was official, I had Depression.
My step sisters mother went crazy and beat her up, She came to live with us a while.
Took a bottle of pills on my 13th birthday, my sister found me throwing my guts up in the bathroom.
Things were weird a while, but they got better and i found out my sister was into some of the same things as me. She bought me my first Taro deck that i still love and adore.
Age 14
Dad was home more, Parents fighting about money.
I went back into my dark little hole and began cutting myself.
Sister ran off and got beat up by her boyfriend, and she was pregnant and living with us again.
I hated being around people, started sneaking out late at night.
Found out i was Bisexual.
tried to hang myself but but the stupid thing slipped and i just discover the choking game.
Family is good. sister is happily married. other sister i haveing a baby. Brother go's off and on with the drugs but is an awesome dad of two kids and plans to get married.
Me, the same as always. Writing poetry, learning to drive, thinking about just geting my GED. Still have awful nightmares. The counselors are dumb **** and pills are ****.
My girlfriend of 8 months moved away, she got another boyfriend not even a week latter.
My heart was broken...
Got a boyfriend, were together for two weeks and he cheated on me.
I slit my wrists about a month ago.
It didn't work though.
And here i am.
15 years old.
Hope it wasn't to weird/boring.
2007-01-14 16:02:19
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answered by ? 3
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My life hasn't been too exciting, unless you consider a high school "rags-to-riches" story exciting. Basically, I moved to where I live in 4th Grade. That year, and the years till 8th Grade I was one of the most bullied kids in my school. I was constantly teased, mocked, and ridiculed about how fat, big, and unathletic I was. I had only one friend, someone who felt sorry for me and decided to be nice. I had good grades, but I was lonely and was miserable. The only thing I could do outside of getting good grades was video games After the summer of 7th Grade where I was constantly harassed and people put stuff on my house, I'd decided I'd had enough of it. I went to a field where kids played sand lot football and begged them to let me play. They didn't go to my school, so they had no idea about how pathetic people who knew me thought I was. That summer, I played football every day, lost 24 lbs, and managed to become the best kid on that field of 12. I was fast and smart, and I knew how to exploit every little thing in those games. I tried out for the football team that year. People there gave me weird looks and said "why is HE here?". It hurt, but I didn't let it get to me that much. I played my heart out that day and somehow made the team. Throughout the practices before the season began, I was able to establish the fact that I was no longer nonathletic and I got the starting wide receiver for my first game, August 29th. I caught 5 catches for 56 yards, and I earned my team's respect. From there, I met people in school from the first day. My friends on the team allowed me to finally make friends and erase all those years of cruelty that my classmates inflicted on me. That was 2 years ago. Class of 2012, and I'm the varsity team's best receiver. My injury this year dropped the team from the state championship we won last year and to 2-5. I'm not mocked any more and popular as ever, and I finally enjoy my life. I hope you enjoyed the story :)
2016-05-24 03:26:21
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answered by Anonymous
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well my dad deid 2 years ago and everything i do is for him and myself! im 18 i work and studie for a beauty operator!
if i done that ill open my own salon in few years time and settel down! i cant plan my life out coz it doesnt always go acording plan, but i will live each day like theres no tommorow! tel all my family and friends i love them! kiss my boyfriend everymorning incase i dont see him agian! and i whant to get maried hve kids and my dad should be proud of me! the way im proud of him!
look im in tears now! but yea im doing my best for others not myself
2007-01-14 14:42:45
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answered by denise_evert17 2
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I was born, saw things I should not for a kid, grew up some more, was an angry kid that wanted to destroy everything and anyone, grew out of that and joined a group that told me what to do, got older and started to be myself.
There is alot more but I can't go into deep detail.
2007-01-14 14:38:59
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answered by Wandering Sage 6
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Mine reads like a horror/suspense story until college, then it gets kind of fun
2007-01-14 14:38:04
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answered by from HJ 7
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not enough space or time for the story of my life...and it's still being written and evolves all the time
2007-01-14 14:38:25
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answered by Tek ~aka~Legs! 7
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My story is a sad one, told many times.....
2007-01-14 14:36:49
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answered by Anonymous
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very short i am still young and have not gotten to the rich and famous part of my life
2007-01-14 14:36:30
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answered by Wicked 7
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mine is a true story tragedy..with a fairey tale ending...
I am one lucky woman...someone is watching over me...
I am blessed...
2007-01-14 14:38:29
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answered by Anonymous
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I just want a 'happy' ending.
2007-01-14 14:37:41
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answered by Anonymous
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