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There once was a girl, she wasn't pretty, people always seemed to be annoyed of her, but she lived for hugs, she loved hugs. After years of going to a public school, being the tom boy who wrestled, played flag football in 2nd, 3rd, 4th, and tackle football in 5th, and 6th grade, she was in track in 6th grade and still in 7th, cross country in 6th but at the beginning of her 7th year her ankle messed up so she joined volleyball because there wasn't much running. Her life was fine because no one was really in it. Her mother and father are still there, her family is kind of close, but not in her life. She cut's every once in a while, just to know that she's still there. Her friends always say that she's so good at helping them, but when ever she asks for help she gets called ignorant and selfish. She doesn't understand it. She switched schools, to goto a Private Catholic school where her one friend went. Her only true friend. She transferred half way through the year. Not many people at the school knew who she really was, how did she know this? She hadn't truly known herself. She wrote poetry every night just to express how she felt, it's the only way she knew. No one ever listens to what she has to say. Until the summer of 2010, she met this girl. This girl seemed to be perfect. Seemed to understand everything, and make it better. The truth? She fell in love with this girl she met once, who lived in Maryland. She's bi, and people hate on her for it. That's why only few people know. People call her fag, queer, dike, and every name imaginable, because of who she fell in love with. Who she thought was perfect. Later in the beginning of 2011, she thought the New Year would be a perfect time to spend with this girl. After talking to her and getting told that she is loved she gets on Facebook to see that this girl has been cheating on her for over a month with her ex. The girl began telling her that she wasn't and that her ex just wanted her back. Well turns out her ex had wanted her back. After she confronted the girl about it, they broke up. Two days later she finds out that they are now going out. Now happy together. She knew it would never last with someone she thought was her true love. All of you who are reading this probably don't know that this story happens to be true, and the girl happens to be me.
I suppose I used it in slightly the wrong context but I couldn't think of the word.. the dictionary says a premise is a proposition upon which an argument is based or from which a conclusion is drawn. I meant it as it's a nice foundation or base idea for building a great story :)
Ohhhh! I thought you were going to write it as a book, like memoirs! Sorry! Aha I wasn't sure if you were actually confessing or whatever. I admire you coming out :) and I actually think it would make a good book - I'd read it. :)
and what do you mean if I write it out for real? It's just me expressing what happened in my life well only like middle school lol and well finally comming out of the closet :D
I think it's a sweet premise, with real, modern issues involved that people can relate to, and if you write this story out for real then I hope you send me a copy.. :)
Yah, it sucks. I now have to add the amazing time I had with my boyfriend and best friend last night! <3
This reminds me of my life. Thx for writing it, sorry it actually happened tho. :\
May I ask what a premise is?
awe i like this stpry:)
