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      Sad Confused Teenager

     


I'M NOT USING REAL NAMES SO THE NAMES IN THIS STORY IS NOT REAL...BUT THE STORY IS!

 

Well It was any ordinary day at my school. Me and this guy, acted like we didn't know each other. I mean we hung out as friends but nothing more. But when we we're alone somewhere. We weren't just friend. We we're  considered friends with benefits. I started to think he really liked me. But i would ask myself. If he liked me so much, Why won't he ask me out? The truth was he didn't want to be seen with me that way.

 

A few Days ago I went over to his house to hang out. With him and his friend Derek, but it ended up being more than hanging out. We kind'a almost had a three-sum. But it didn't go that far. I couldn't tell anyone. They told me they wouldn't talk to me from that now on. I thought Isaac really loved me. But it was all to just use me. I know it is. But how do I get the pain to go away? How?

 

The Pain keeps rushing through my head as if I just took a big spoon full of food poison. I can't eat. I can't sleep. Everytime I see Isaac at school he stares at me, as if I had just done something wrong. Like I had told someone and it would get spread around the school. Then he would deny it. I prayed. Please God.....Please. Let me fall in love someone. And they love me back. Not use me.

 

Sometimes I have these feelings like Isaac just uses me so he can have me as a back up. Like He has sex with me then throws me away, like something on the street corner. So The other day I went home and cried myself to sleep with a wet washer rag next to my head. I kept thinking I can't tell my mom I want to have sex. That it's with Isaac. That Isaac isn't the only boy I've made-out with......

 

I figured something out the other day also..Maybe I'm not mean't to be with him. I just don't want to be hurt......I want someone to love me for me. Not just to be their sex toy.

 

 

Made by: Courtney, Ky

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