It was a Friday afternoon, school was out and the day was wonderful. Little Timmy being the adventurous little boy he was, decided to go on a joy ride on his bicycle. Wonderful, splendid, amazing was the scenery. The trees flowed like water, the grass danced like fat kids seeing papa john's pizza for the first time. Little Timmy decided to lie down next to a tree. Pokey. The ground felt like a stick stabbing my back, I look back, it was a stick stabbing my back. Being the problem solver i am, I decided to pick up the stick and move it. Nice. Comfortable. affordable. Care act. The day slipped by as though it were a slidey slippy waterslide. I wake up cold, It's almost dark. I glance at my phone. Bright. Hurt. Big Daddy called me. I was utterly spooked, as though a car's headlights were flashing on a cow. I rush home forgetting what a phone's general purpose is used for. Parents happy Little Timmy home. I sleep.

I wake. My bed was horrendously filthy as though it were a public restroom. It was afternoon. What do. I seek my parents for help and friendly advice. They are not at home. Scared. Lonely. I decide to watch Disney channel. As i turn on the T.V. the shock of realization comes over me. I need my parents permission. Depressed. Agonizing. I just wanted a piece of Bob Duncans bald head.

I am afraid, it's like yanking myself from a nightmare only wide awake I can't unstick myself from the fear of the dream, I can't bear the thought of people staring surely they will they know im the only person I can talk to, I can go all freaked out screaming what is wrong with me opening my mind let myself cry and rant and never once I called myself crazy, and one time I said things don't remember now and don't want to but need to escape need to worm their way. Out of that dark place in your brain where you kept them stashed, that felt right and now when that unexplained dread boxes me in I take deep breaths try to free those bad things whatever they are it dosnt seem to work but it did and always and always I thank no one for giving and understanding about who I am what surprises are left in life with no one by now jumping off a bridge would of been easier but no. One can prepare you for what that really
means

This kid is what is known far and wide as a SCRUB

hey, sorry I saw your profile and I just thought you looked cute in your picture, I really wanted to tell you that)) It's really rare to see girls playing video games haha! I don't know why its a guy thing honestly im like really against misogyny and like ill be the one in the kitchen making sandwiches. We should really play l4d2 sometime its a really cool zombie game with a lot of scary moments, but don't worry ill be there to protect you ;) sorry that wasnt flirting I swear Im just trying to be friendly I really like your profile picture sorry was that too far? Really sorry i'm really shy I don't go out much haha add me on skype we should talk more you look really nice and fun xxx

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