It was the summer of 2016. I had met the love of my life. But never did I know that I was going to be with him forever. I had gone on Match.com wanting to see what would happen. So, I talked to a bunch of people. But only one stood out to me. I knew he was the one, I don't know how, I don't know why, but I just had a feeling. So how do you know if who you meet is the one? You don't really know, you just have feeling, like a gut feeling. That's what I felt, I knew this guy was right for me. Just how we spoke and how we still speak. I know for sure that he's going to be my husband someday. He and I already talking about It. I'm so happy with this guy that I feel like my whole world revolves around him. I also promised myself to him. I still have the ring. He hasn't ever taken his off. I just love him so much. We laugh together, we hang out together, but now it's a little bit rough. He lost his house here, so he had to move. It's been rough on both of us. But we are getting through It. He even promised that when the time comes he'll send for me, to come up and live with him. I'm so very excited for that. I know it's going to be fantastic, and so much fun. But he has to get a job first. He has to transfer to his job from his town up here to the town down there. He's been having trouble. My parents they keep asking me, "Has he gotten it yet?" With all the damn questions it's very frustrating for both of us. It's been tough because the store from his old town hasn't been doing as they should to get the transfer going. He's been telling me that the store in his old town is being such lazy buttheads he finally got an answer from them today. Like seriously how long does it take? A transfer shouldn't take that long mind you. It should take just like a little while and then boom you got It. But no, these douchebags are so lazy and so stupid, but they were lolly-gagging around instead of checking their fucking emails. As they should. So my man called their dumbasses up, finally got shit going. Because one of the teams of people finally found the email and sent it over to the other people in the other store. Like how fucking stupid you got a be not to check your email. Very stupid I'm sure. So now I think things are going to go okay. I hope. But yeah I really want to live with him and right now I think it's going to go great. Really, really great.
I was with the boys we were selling papers, and it was hot as hell outside. I was with Race, Jack, and Davey. We all had the same selling spot so we sold papers in our part of town. I was upset that I couldn’t get as many of my papers sold like everyone else, I was about average when it came to selling papers, I wasn’t as good at improving the truth like my cousin Jack, Davey said I didn’t need to lie to sell papers, just say the headlines and I’d get my papers sold. I was thinking about lying a few times, but Davey talked me out of it each time. But Jack, he’d never stop screwing with people’s heads, especially the rest of us.
I adopted her when she was young. I don't know how old she was. But she was still a puppy I know that.
I was a child then, not the monster I am now. I remember it like it was yesterday. It burns in my mind till this very day. I was six years old going on seven, it was raining the day it happened, so that’s why I despise any kind of rain, even a storm, it just reminds me too much of that day. And it was on my birthday so I hate my birthday also …. It was that day, I found my dad dead in the kitchen, with a knife stuck in his back. But I didn’t know my mother had done it till I was ten. Five years had to pass for me to know, she even confessed it, that crazy woman confessed it. I feared her from then on. It was not until I turned ten that I knew I could call somebody, but who? To take my mother away and get her some help so she won’t do this again.