My name is Melanie M. I am 16 years old. I was born in California. I was a baby then so I don't remember California. I grew up in Oklahoma. My childhood was normal. I was happy even though I was shy and I barely had any friends. I guess me getting good grades and being with my family was enough for me.
I moved to Texas when I was in 5th grade. My life changed in 5th grade. My whole personality changed in 5th grade. The people were so different from what I was used. I gain friends but they weren't what I was expecting. They cussed all the time and I just wasn't used to it. I didn't like it at first. I thought I was happy when I got used to it. But when my personality changed, I practically lost myself. I didn't know who I was anymore, even though I never admitted it.
When I started middle school, I was completely confused. All the people who I thought were my friends, went in different directions. And then I became shy again.
I befriended a girl name Nichole. She seemed to make my life more sensible. But everytime I wasn't with her I became numb. I was only able to be myself when I'm with her. Without her I was the weird one to everyone else. The one that was always quiet and kept to herself.
Throughout middle school, I'd have other friends every now and then. But every year I wouldn't talk to them anyone. The only one that I stayed friends with was Nichole.
Whenever I was I home, I drifted further apart from my family. I felt like I don't know them anymore. All they seemed to care about was my grades and that I don't make a stupid mistake. I was afraid to let them know the real me. And I still am.
When I started high school, I was nervous. But then I befriended a boy name Gilbert. He knew I was shy so he just started talking to me. I felt so relieved to befriend someone like him. Someone who wasn't scared to talk to me. Someone who was different and wasn't scared to get to know me.
Him, Nichole, and I were the bestest friends. Ever since I knew Gilbert, life started to make sense. I started to figure out who I was. But that was only when I was with him.
At home I realized that I'm different. And because of that, my parents seemed to be different. I couldn't be with my friends as much as I wanted to when I'm not in school. I hated being at home. I'd be so angry at my parents (and my sister) for making my life miserable whenever I was at home. That was when I started to cut myself.
During the last semester of freshman year, I befriended I guy named Justin. He didn't seem to be scared of talking to me either. That was when my life changed.
When I got to know him and his friends, I realized that some of them have more problems than me in life. And then I met Michael.
I met Michael in P.E. I really liked him so Justin told me to ask him out. Surprisingly I did and he said yes.
He was my first boyfriend, and I was so happy to finally have someone who cared about me and liked me for who I was. I was happy, until summer came.
During the summer I couldn't see him. He was always working. He would work long hours. He was going to move soon and when I realized that I wasn't going to be able to see him before he moves, I broke up with him after a month.
3 days later during school I went with this guy (i dont want to mention his name) who was 3 years older than me. That was a mistake. He broke up with me after 2 weeks. I thought i like him, and I though he liked me too. He said he needed to break up with me because of his schoolwork. But then a week later he tells me he wants a girlfriend. That pissed me off.
He never really cared about me anyways. He was completely immature. He was supposed to have graduated when I went out with him. He's rather play computer games than talk to me.
Later on during the year I met this guy name Brandon in my guitar class. I was surprised on how easy it was to talk to him. We flirted with each other in that class.
Then he asked me out to homecoming. And then at homecoming, he asked me out. And I said yes. It was the best night of my life.
Later on during the year, we would be going through hard times and happy times. Mostly happy times.
I wasn't completely happy though. I would still be miserable whenever I was at home. And I would still cut myself. But then one time in confirmation, I regained I my faith back, all hope, all happiness.
And now I'm a junior and I'm still going out with Brandon. I am happier than ever with him, and in life.
I moved to Texas when I was in 5th grade. My life changed in 5th grade. My whole personality changed in 5th grade. The people were so different from what I was used. I gain friends but they weren't what I was expecting. They cussed all the time and I just wasn't used to it. I didn't like it at first. I thought I was happy when I got used to it. But when my personality changed, I practically lost myself. I didn't know who I was anymore, even though I never admitted it.
When I started middle school, I was completely confused. All the people who I thought were my friends, went in different directions. And then I became shy again.
I befriended a girl name Nichole. She seemed to make my life more sensible. But everytime I wasn't with her I became numb. I was only able to be myself when I'm with her. Without her I was the weird one to everyone else. The one that was always quiet and kept to herself.
Throughout middle school, I'd have other friends every now and then. But every year I wouldn't talk to them anyone. The only one that I stayed friends with was Nichole.
Whenever I was I home, I drifted further apart from my family. I felt like I don't know them anymore. All they seemed to care about was my grades and that I don't make a stupid mistake. I was afraid to let them know the real me. And I still am.
When I started high school, I was nervous. But then I befriended a boy name Gilbert. He knew I was shy so he just started talking to me. I felt so relieved to befriend someone like him. Someone who wasn't scared to talk to me. Someone who was different and wasn't scared to get to know me.
Him, Nichole, and I were the bestest friends. Ever since I knew Gilbert, life started to make sense. I started to figure out who I was. But that was only when I was with him.
At home I realized that I'm different. And because of that, my parents seemed to be different. I couldn't be with my friends as much as I wanted to when I'm not in school. I hated being at home. I'd be so angry at my parents (and my sister) for making my life miserable whenever I was at home. That was when I started to cut myself.
During the last semester of freshman year, I befriended I guy named Justin. He didn't seem to be scared of talking to me either. That was when my life changed.
When I got to know him and his friends, I realized that some of them have more problems than me in life. And then I met Michael.
I met Michael in P.E. I really liked him so Justin told me to ask him out. Surprisingly I did and he said yes.
He was my first boyfriend, and I was so happy to finally have someone who cared about me and liked me for who I was. I was happy, until summer came.
During the summer I couldn't see him. He was always working. He would work long hours. He was going to move soon and when I realized that I wasn't going to be able to see him before he moves, I broke up with him after a month.
3 days later during school I went with this guy (i dont want to mention his name) who was 3 years older than me. That was a mistake. He broke up with me after 2 weeks. I thought i like him, and I though he liked me too. He said he needed to break up with me because of his schoolwork. But then a week later he tells me he wants a girlfriend. That pissed me off.
He never really cared about me anyways. He was completely immature. He was supposed to have graduated when I went out with him. He's rather play computer games than talk to me.
Later on during the year I met this guy name Brandon in my guitar class. I was surprised on how easy it was to talk to him. We flirted with each other in that class.
Then he asked me out to homecoming. And then at homecoming, he asked me out. And I said yes. It was the best night of my life.
Later on during the year, we would be going through hard times and happy times. Mostly happy times.
I wasn't completely happy though. I would still be miserable whenever I was at home. And I would still cut myself. But then one time in confirmation, I regained I my faith back, all hope, all happiness.
And now I'm a junior and I'm still going out with Brandon. I am happier than ever with him, and in life.
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