My confession/life story... · 10:21pm Feb 20th, 2016
For the longest time I've been really down. Not getting things that needed to get done, done. Since these last few weeks has past, I've learned many things. Where my heart lies to even when too pick a fight.
Bullies always getting the best of you. I was younger about 1st grade, my first bully. He was bigger than me, and stepped on the back of my shoes. After telling constantly, to the teacher about it, nothing happend.
2 years after words I'm a crying wreck not talking, not doing school work, not doing anything but slamming on bolted wooden doors. Getting locked up after being bullied pissed me off.
It all went downhill there. My mom got hurt, (father left before birth. He's still alive.) Broke her elbows. Me and my brother got sent to foster care with the principal. Me and my brother found a great movie series 'land before time'. I cried the first time i watched it. It was my first full on crying fit i ever had and all i wanted was my mom. I also wanted my father back.
Social sincerity took everything away from us, after that. Then I got sent away from my mom. From my one little remark of my mom at school. It drove me up the wall, them listening to that but not the bullies!!!!? I found friends had fun. and was getting settled in. But i left to my moms. In our new-er old house. New place, but old house. Went to school but all i did was walk around once or twice going to class. Not bully problems.
We left because of the house owner being a crime pulling ass. Making it seem we were at fault for most of the house damage. She even put me to work. My mom was furious.
Taliahie I cant spell it's name right. Was the new school i went to. We lived now on the outskirts of st cloud MN. I went to a room full of bullies, with a teacher that was one too. He was fired on the spot. All the kids had in school suspension even me. I did do anything wrong.
We left and when to st. joseph middle school. First time I played football. I couldn't do anything. only got in one game? That part is a little scrambled. The team picked on me. Well 2 guys on the team. My new friend... I nearly stabbed him the next day.
Finally we move to iowa. I was 14 and just started to watch mlp. Went i was 15. had a meltdown in creativity. Wrote many sacred things. Brain stormed, but everything had a connection. I peiced a few together. Wrote a lot. But. In the end of my book nothing mattered but who where my friend after.
In iowa, where most of my family was. I got friends that turned bad, let them sit in there own rust. I went on the high school football team. I haven't gotten in a game till last year. 3 years sitting on the bench for 2 plays... I put my hoof down. Set things up with my mom, started on a diet, found a girlfriend, Found my spirit to ride on.
I took a step back and watched outside the box. Learning all i could. Monday I can put it to the test. Bring down my suffering from stupid things that have passed. I'm a friend that's ready to fight for anything. I'm going above and beyond to catch up.
I'm making a list and checking off who not to talk to anymore or to befriend. Those who cross my path cant mess with me. I know what to do. I've learned the under layer of most things. I'm here to break the surface, expose my legacy!
But it's not just me. It's everyone who can and will. Join me on my long journey. We all have stories of our own.
(Hugs you tightly)
3767383 Thank you.
3767392
No problem at all.
That's really upsetting to hear. Out of curiosity, is English your second language?
3768293 Sadly no. Not so much fluent as i'd like to be. I've switched schools so many times. Most kept going over the same topics. Never really finding my reading level, it comes off as bad grammar mostly...
But I'm taking classes to get it fixed. I hope.
Plus after rereading this. I needed to put more thought on my choice of words. (Big things smashed into small little sentences, don't read well.)
3777861
Dude, best of luck. And the blog post read well, trust me. It was phrased weirdly, which is why I asked if english was your second language in the first place, but not to the point where I couldn't figure out what was happening. You've definitely improved.
3778407 Hehe I try to make it readable, but with my own personal flare. Thanks man. That says a lot from you to me.
Especially from a long time ago. You knew I had bad writing skills... Foreseer's to a new world? Not my best work...