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    dots Submission Name: She told himdots
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    Author: UnderlinedInRed
    ASL Info:    18/f/PA
    Elite Ratio:    4.24 - 196/262/123
    Words: 318
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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       Yea I know its bad. Just had a really stressful day....week. My friends friend commited suicide, my other friends friend died as well, and my other friend just told the guy I liked that I liked him, which messes up our whole some-what friendship...just when I thought I was getting somewhere.

    This slowly moving week is getting on my nerves, and its only tuesday.


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    dotsShe told himdots
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    3 Fucking years.
    I am a sophmore in high school.
    I get okay grades.
    I did everything right.
    Well almost everything.

    But I feel like I am in kindergarden.
    Those days...
    when the laughter in the hallway was fresh and new - exciting almost.
    But now I feel as if they are laughing at me.
    Laughing at my failures.
    And then they stand still.
    They whisper.
    Just like elementary school.
    They whisper about everything.
    Deathly secrets.
    "We can't tell you,
    we aren't even supposed to know"
    The sad thing is,
    Its about me.
    Definitly about me.

    Now I feel like Junior High.
    Life is flashing through my eyes.
    This happiness I have never felt.
    These blissful moments.
    Hope never will end,
    Please don't end.

    Flash back to now.
    Things are slightly more complicated.
    The guy I like -
    strike that.
    Liked.
    Is my friends best friend.
    They hang out alot.
    Sometimes I am jealous,
    But mostly I am not.
    Me and him have hooked up before.
    And I have liked him for months,
    But he didn't know.
    She told him.
    Kindergarden.
    She told him.
    Third grade.
    She told him.
    Junior High.
    She told him.

    I probably should have let myself believe,
    That two weeks ago,
    Was the only normalacy,
    I will ever be able to see - again.
    Because my whole life is flashing through my eyes,
    And they all see me,
    They all see this shriveled face,
    Soaked with tears, because for once.
    I trusted.
    Only to fall smack down again.
    A skinned knee from gym class
    10 years ago.
    But I still have the scar.

    3 Fucking years ago.
    I moved here.
    And no one is ever going to let me forget.
    That I just lost 3 years of my life,
    And I just ended up back in Junior High.
    Except in my own alternate universe,
    Where happiness is impossible.




    Submitted on 2007-04-17 06:09:01     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      "One cannot be betrayed if one has no people."-The Usual Suspects.

    That was the first thing I thought of after reading this. I'm saddened that you're having a rough time. When secrets like that come out, there's no going back. You can't pretend it didn't happen. She shouldn't have done it. The only thing I can think of is that she did it to ruin your chances. Zen-dog's right, it's immature. If a "friend" tells a secret, it shows how much of a friend they really are. I hope you overcome this act of betrayal and wish you the best.

    The Bird
    | Posted on 2007-04-19 00:00:00 | by Swimming Bird | [ Reply to This ]
      Where to start? First of all, just because people whisper doesn’t mean they're whispering about YOU. You might feel like the world’s ending but it’s not. There will be other boys. There will be other friends too. When you start junior high you feel like you're starting all over again. Same thing in high school, college, your first job, getting engaged, married, having a baby, etc. Life is full of beginnings and the only permanency is change. I felt that way when my first was born in ‘90, again when my second was born in ‘01, and again when I went back to college in ’03. So what you're feeling is normal. Don’t put so much pressure on yourself. Take some time to enjoy your world; you're still a kid. Leave the adult stuff for when you become an adult.

    Peace, love and all that other junk,

    Joe
    | Posted on 2007-04-17 00:00:00 | by joeyalphabet | [ Reply to This ]
      man, that sucks... how school ends up being so immature and juvenile, even though people are supposed to 'grow up'... eh, hope it pans out better for you...

    zd
    | Posted on 2007-04-17 00:00:00 | by zen-dog | [ Reply to This ]


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