Robbie Bale
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see you soon (5)
We went from two peas in a pod to being complete strangers. I wonder how he is doing nowadays. Hopefully he and his mom are doing fine. I wish nothing but the best is going on in his life. Obviously years have gone by and I’ve made more best friends. But Jamie was one of my first. Those early childhood attachments really stick with me. All of it is just memories to me now. Wish we could go back. I could think about it everyday or not think about it for years. But it will always be a part of me.
By Robbie Bale2 months ago in Poets
see you soon (4)
Jamie and I were friends until we got up to the 4th grade. When 5th grade came around we weren’t in the same class together anymore. So obviously we started hanging out with different people. I didn't see him as often and we didn't play during recess. It started getting weird. We were still cool with each other but it wasn’t how it used to be. When we crossed paths it was awkward. I moved away after 7th grade and I didn’t keep in touch with bro. I think it’s crazy how we went from two peas in a pod.
By Robbie Bale2 months ago in Poets
see you soon (3)
2 weeks into my new school year, I had made acquaintances with all of my classmates. But I didn't have a definite best friend like in my old school. I wasn't really in a rush to find one. It's crazy that at a young age I had this type of mindset. I was going to let the cards fall where they may. We were in computer class and my classmate Jamie was sitting next to me. I needed help on something and he help me out. Then we started talking about a TV show that we both liked and just like that we were best friends.
By Robbie Bale2 months ago in Poets
see you soon (2)
It all started when my parents moved us to a different city when I was in third grade. This wasn't my first time moving. I was used to moving every 2 years and going to a new school and making new friends. It wasn't our choice, but at the time I didn't think it was all that bad. It sucked though when I would get attached or close to somebody, we would just up and leave with no explanation and no goodbyes and no staying in touch. I had no problem making new friends and I usually made them fast.
By Robbie Bale2 months ago in Poets
see you soon (1)
When most people grow up, they tend to forget about stuff from their childhood. Toys, video games, even friends. But for me, it's not that easy to just let stuff go. I remember a lot of stuff. The friends that I just left in my childhood who I miss so much and I wish they were here with me today. Let me tell you the story about one of them. Used to my best friend. It used to be me and him against the world. Nobody could stop us. I thought we were going to be best friends for life.
By Robbie Bale2 months ago in Poets
good reads (5)
Maybe one day, no not maybe. I know for sure soon. I'm going to be where I want to be and I'm never coming back to this old place. I'm never digging myself back into this hole. All these books and all this information that I read over the years are integral parts of my life. Key points to my character. I'm glad I opened that book. Sat down and really indulged in it. When I am up out of this hole. I'm going to go back to pay my librarian. She really help me out got me back on track.
By Robbie Bale2 months ago in Poets
good reads (4)
All right, time for a little filler paragraph. I hope this all works out. Some days, I feel like I'm wasting my time. Some days I feel like I'm productive. There is never any compromise. Never any meeting in the middle. I just want to get away from where I'm at and stop doing the things that I've been doing. And there are no excuses, but I just feel like there's something wrong with me. I don't know what the problem is. Everything in my life has an easy fix to it but I'm still stuck in the same hole.
By Robbie Bale2 months ago in Poets
good reads (2)
The book was called "100 things all boys should do" and I was like I'm a boy... let me check it out. I sat down, opened it up and it was a whole bunch of stuff like arts and crafts, workouts, and personal hygiene. Essentials every young boy should know. I was about 14, going on 15, when I first read this book. And my first thoughts were, I can get ahead of the game. I could be ahead of all the boys in my grade with this information. All this knowledge was critical to my success going into high school.
By Robbie Bale2 months ago in Poets
good reads (3)
There are comic books that we can check out too. Comic books changed my life. There was this one that I read that had me so immersed in the world that the author was painting that I almost forgot it wasn't real. Almost like I was having a dream. And me being a creative person, that really sparked my interest of wanting to make comic books. I really love to draw and I can write a solid story. It should be a piece of cake. Oh my gosh, I really do not care anymore about any of this stuff here.
By Robbie Bale2 months ago in Poets
good reads (1)
I was in the library one day browsing through books. Trying to find something to read and I came across this one in particular. It had a golden cover and it had that 'brand new book' smell. Looks like nobody had read it before. And when I opened it up to the first page and I was hooked in the first paragraph. By the time class was over, I was almost halfway through the book. It was like time froze. I had no grasp on time or where I was. That's how I locked in to the book I was.
By Robbie Bale2 months ago in Poets
wya? (5)
A story as old as time. Your first love gives you your first heartbreak. I guess it was my fault for not having enough courage to tell her my true feelings. Or to stand up to my competition. But at the end of the day, it is a billion fish in the sea. I moved after winter break and I never saw Jane again. It's actually been a while now since I actually thought about her. I wonder how she's doing nowadays. I hope all is well. She will forever be my first love. She’s the one that got away.
By Robbie Bale2 months ago in Poets
wya? (4)
“Oh hi Bobby! That's a pretty flower. Did you come over to give it to me?” I was shaking in my boots. I never want anyone to see me cry, but as a kid it was just so hard. I held back my tears but I felt betrayed even though she wasn't mine. She wasn't anybody's. That's probably why I loved her so much. She was a free spirit. She wasn't going to be trapped. But I guess that was also the reason why I hated her. Because I knew no matter how much I loved her, no matter how many people tried to come in between us, she would never be mine.
By Robbie Bale2 months ago in Poets
