My daughter has been sneaking into my bed in the middle of the night since I quit my marriage the end of August last year. When we lived in the condo I didn't really have any issues with having a "family bed" thanks to my California King ... I was actually nervous about her going to her dad's for her overnight visit because it would break the new rhythm. Karma seemed to be on my side ... he came down with her cold and we figured it would be best if she stayed home with me ...W: You mentioned in some of the press material I've read on you that you were influenced by your dad's taste in the music, in what kind of ways would that be? F: Pops was a radio Dj on a relatively large southern New England rock station ( 9.55 WBRU) in the mid ... The only difference is not having to sneak into every bar to see shows and grab a soda. I have always surrounded myself with older individuals because that's where I feel most comfortable. As far as maturity, ...Things like this will make people think twice about having sex in the dad's house, and anyone who wants to prosecute the dad likely wants to sneak into someone's house to ravish their daughters. They probably support Polanski as well. ...I found this awesome photo of First Daughter Sasha Obama on the official White House Flickr Stream. Dad's hard at work while Sasha decides to do a sneak attack by crawling into the office. It's just so playful and adorable and reminds ...Realize I forgot to lay out socks so sneak back into bedroom to closet, walking in zigzag pattern to avoid aforementioned creaky floorboards. Sneak downstairs where I've forgotten to set the coffeepot for the auto-on feature, but have managed ..... Often get a lift with hubby, while daughter goes downstairs to her grandmother, or if hubby is off early/away on busines, we walk to kinder (approx. 1 km away). This week MIL away on holiday so the 4 of us jump into dad's car, ...But I also had a patient whose daughter worked in the ticket office. That got me, my son's and my siter and her kids to game 6 of the NLCS. I remember the key play of the game being the ball from Morandini that bounced off of Maddox's foot in the 2nd or third ... I grew up in your dad's neighborhood and hitched rides back and forth to Penn State with him, and was lucky enough to read that story of him sneaking into the Vet to watch the '80 World Series from the press box. ...She's Valerie Dumere, the daughter of a Mer father and a human mother who raised her in landlocked Kansas. When devastatingly handsome Rod Tritone shows up and tries to tell her about the kingdom under the sea, not only does she think he's ... So she dida��right into Dad's hammock with her Nancy Drew books. These days she's more likely to have her nose in her laptop and her head (and the rest of her body) at her favorite bookstore, but she's still reading, whether it be her ...Dad's don't teach their boys that women are disposable and have every girlfriend moaning at night while the kids are over for their a�?weekenda�?. Neither do Mom's teach their daughter's that Dad's are disposable. Parent's who fail to set healthy ... I think it's healthy and normal for little kids to sneak into their parent's room on a weekend morning and crawl under the covers for an extra hour of sleep, or if they had a bad dream. It gets complex when the adults are nude ...We cut to a dad teaching his daughter about the tooth fairy, the girl says "So some freak is going to break into my room and steal my tooth? No thank you", she ends up sneaking into her dad's room and putting the tooth under his bed. ...And while, I'm sure that to some extent, it's always been hard to manage a house full of young children, I also have a sneaking suspicion that it's worse today, that the women of modern generations face handicaps our foremothers .... Men think they're working crazy hours when they hit 60 or 80 hours per week, but many dads still feel entitled to sit around in the evenings watching TV or surfing the web to decompress and still expect their wives to do all the parenting. ...
What do you think of the beginning of this story you can be as critical as you like i dont mind i also wanna no if i should keep writing this story.
thanx in advance
I dona��t know why this all happened to me, all I know is that it happened for a reason.
As I sit at the back if the classroom staring out the window I hear the moaning voice of my teacher and the chuckling of my classmates. No doubt they are laughing at me, the loner girl with the boring, untamed brown hair and cloudy, grey eyes.
I wonder what they are laughing at this time, is it the fact that I spilt cordial on my uniform or because I walked into the boya��s bathroom or maybe it was because I tripped on the bus and landed on a really hot boys lap. Either way they are laughing at me.
My teacher is going to ask me a question soon I just know it, it's just another way to embarrass me.
"Maddi Cower" says my teacher.
"Yes miss" I reply in a timid voice.
Just at that moment there is a crackle from the loud speaker.
"Madi Cower please report to the principala��s office" there is silence and then the voice returns "immediately"
I am dismissed from the classroom, as I walk to the door all eyes are on me.
It is a quick walk to the office, just down the hallway and turn left. But every step I take my legs get more wobbly.
When I get to the office I slowly knock on the brown, fading door Mrs. Meaner opens the door. As I face her I see all the expressions on her face. But these expressions arena��t her usual ones her face is filled with sorrow and her wrinkled features droop.
a�?You can take a seata�? she says as she gestures to an old, brown seat sitting behind her desk.
I follow her instructions.
a�?So...a�? she starts a�?How are you?a�?
My answer is simple a�?Gooda�?
a�?Thata��s good, now the reason I brought you here. Well I just got a call from your father and...a�? I see her fiddling; she cana��t look me straight in the eye. a�?And there has been an accidenta�?
a�?What is it serious, is he hurt?a�? all the possible scenarios race through my mind.
a�?Actually it was your muma�? her voice is softer now as if she is sneaking around and doesna��t want to be heard a�?Anda�? I know whata��s coming because she walks around the desk and kneels next to me. She softly places her hand on mine; it is cool against my burning skin. a�?She didna��t survivea�? my heart is beating at a hundred miles and hour, I sink down into the soft, red cushion of the seat. What now? How is my dad going to look after two daughters all by himself? How will he afford to keep us alive? These questions and many more cloud my head, I cana��t think properly. It finally gets so bad that everything goes black and all I can hear is the echoing of my mother, principle and fathers voice. Even though they are speaking at the same time, every word is clear and every word has a meaning.
My daughter is dating this guy, Cody. Cody has a questionable step dad. I cana��t help it but feel a bit worried about how Cody may could be like his step dad.
His step father is a neighbor of a coworker of mine who regularly host a card game night. This man was a tunnel rat before he got into SOG during Vietnam War. After he got out, he made some attempt to box and kickboxing professionally and worked as FBI agent for a long time before he met Cody mother.
Cody was only 3 at the time. They eventually have a son and daughter. But he was in and out of their life due to job until Cody was ten. Thata��s when he finally settled down and works for local police department.
From what my coworker told me, he told me to keep eyes on Cody for in case he show any exhibition of his step fathera��s bad side. He told me a lot of things about their relationships. He told me that Cody could end up being like his step father but he hope Cody got lot of his mother (whom is very sweet and caring) good side.
Codya��s step dad was very strict on some subject and very loose on others. Once Cody got caught sneaking into a abandoned factory and was taken to detention center. Step dad didna��t even say a word besides telling him that hea��d have to deal with it by himself.
On other hand, when Cody set part of the house on fire playing with a gun powder. Cody thought he got off easy when his step dad didna��t do a thing only to found himself woke up in middle of the night and dumped in a forest 30 miles away and being told to find his own way back home and to think about what ita��d be like to be homeless.
Once when Cody was fifteen, he and couple of his friends got drunk and stole his frienda��s fathera��s sport car and totaled it. His mother and step dad nearly divorced because his step dad nearly sent Cody to hospital after beating on him for this.
But he also have done something that is rather questionable such as letting Cody work for a year then help him with paying for his very first out of the country trip by himself for the summer. Cody turned seventeen at the time he was in Europe.
Cody now owns and runs a large aquarium store and pond construction company, do mixed martial arts and kickboxing. He also runs a online business selling tea out of his house.
On other hand, Codya��s younger brother and sister who are blood related to his step dad have different relationship and life. Codya��s brother got kicked out when he was 17 due to getting expelled from school and have been working various odd jobs and living on friendsa�� couch and is 19 now. His step dad seems to leave daughter who is 16 pretty much up to mother and usually treat her like a princess.
I cana��t help it but wondering what kind of impact this could have on Cody. Ia��m a bit worried about him because I really dona��t want my daughter to be with someone who will turn out to be like this man. Are there any sign I should be watching for from this guy my daughter is with?
May it is just me, but his step dad just seems rather abusive and Ia��m a bit worried that Cody probably has some of that trait in him. If my grandchild was treated the way Cody was by his step dad, Ia��d not take that too well!
My daughter have been dating this guy, Cody who is 24, a mixed martial arts fighter and kick boxer and also owns a large aquarium store that also do pond construction. He also runs a side business out of his own home, selling various tea mixes on line.
Cody seems pretty decent so far. My daughter seems to be totally in love with him and is totally open with him which Ia��ve never saw her being that way with other guys before.
However what really bothers me is, this Codya��s step father is rather questionable. His step father is a neighbor of a coworker of mine who regularly host a card game night. This man was a tunnel rat before he got into SOG during Vietnam War. After he got out, he made some attempt to box and kickboxing professionally and worked as FBI agent for a long time before he met Cody mother.
Cody was only 3 at the time. They eventually have a son and daughter. But he was in and out of their life due to job until Cody was ten. Thata��s when he finally settled down and works for local police department.
From what my coworker told me, he told me to keep eyes on Cody for in case he show any exhibition of his step fathera��s bad side. He told me a lot of things about their relationships. He told me that Cody could end up being like his step father but he hope Cody got lot of his mother (whom is very sweet and caring) good side.
Codya��s step dad was very strict on some subject and very loose on others. Once Cody got caught sneaking into a abandoned factory and was taken to detention center. Step dad didna��t even say a word besides telling him that hea��d have to deal with it by himself.
On other hand, when Cody set part of the house on fire playing with a gun powder. Cody thought he got off easy when his step dad didna��t do a thing only to found himself woke up in middle of the night and dumped in a forest 30 miles away and being told to find his own way back home and to think about what ita��d be like to be homeless.
Once when Cody was fifteen, he and couple of his friends got drunk and stole his frienda��s fathera��s sport car and totaled it. His mother and step dad nearly divorced because his step dad nearly sent Cody to hospital after beating on him for this.
But he also have done something that is rather questionable such as letting Cody work for a year then help him with paying for his very first out of the country trip by himself for the summer. Cody turned seventeen at the time he was in Europe.
Since I dona��t know Cody that well, I cana��t help it but feel a bit uneasy about him. I already can see he doesna��t tolerate people too well, is usually rather aloof, hardly show any emotions, extremely cutthroat when it comes to business, and other things that his step dad also exhibited. To make things worse, Cody doesna��t seems fond of children at all!
But my wife says that Cody show lot of his mothera��s side toward her and my daughter and is incredible gentle and loving toward my daughter. He also never tried to stop her from living her life. She even told me that once when my daughter told Cody that shea��s thinking about doing student exchange program, Cody encouraged her to and helped her look into it.
Should I be worried about him?
He know because they have live by each other for about 13 years and their wife are very good friend and they usually regularly see the kids.
A few weeks ago, I snuck out at night with 4 guys to help set up a beating for this other guy (I know, stupid). When I got home, the guy-who-got-beat-up's mother called me and asked me if I was okay and she was going to tell my parents. I panicked and made up a story where I went to meet a guy with my 2 girlfriends because we were bored and told it to my dad. He wasn't angry at the time. It's been 3 weeks now, and just yesterday I told the police the (almost) truth. I told them that I helped set the guy up, but they still think I went with my 2 girlfriends in a separate car. After talking to the police, I went to sleep. When my dad got home, I heard him yelling, pounding up the stairs, and then he went into my room (but I was pretending to sleep) and then went back downstairs and kept yelling.
I'm scared to face him tomorrow. The total truth is still not out yet. What do you think I should do? I'm failing as a daughter.
Shooting Kinesha
a�?I hate what I come from,a�? says my cousin Shoshana,
22, jawing per always, feather earrings tangling
in her light brown hair. Shoshana hangs on to Kinesha,
her kid, to stop her running off. Our cousin Deba��s
wedding just got out; wea��re standing at the bottom
of the wedding hall steps. a�?White people
dona��t have culture, except what they stole
from our African brothers.a�? Shoshanaa��s
wearing black, per always, me too, her in leather,
me in acetate-velour. a�?Weddings, U-G-H.a�?
Shoshana spells out ugh like ita��s spelled
in books. a�?I hope yours was cooler than this.a�?
I nod. I always nod at Shoshana, whatever she says.
Shoshana checks, rechecks her watch, watching
for her boyfriend. Ia��m waiting for my husband too.
Ia��ve been a pain in the ass to him all morning.
Shoshana sips cheap California champagne
to hide her upset feelings. Kinesha breaks loose,
veers close to the street and parked cars and traffic,
thrashes her lace anklets and buckle shoes
into a crowd of part-white pigeons.
a�?In London I only hung out with Jamaicans,a�?
Shoshana says. a�?People gave me looks on the bus.
Ouch.a�? She detangles an earring. a�?Once I ripped
an earlobe on these. Anyway, I want you to meet
my boyfriend. Hea��s cool, hea��s sticking by me.
He says he knew he could when I wouldna��t
dime him out after they caught me with his pot
in the Kingston airport. Kineshaa��s his. Hea��s
the only guy Ia��ve loved since, you know, Ken?a�?
Kena��s the one who died beside her
of an overdose in the Motel 6 in Ohio
the time she was 16 and stole her dada��s Beamer
to run away. a�?You heard?a�? Of course I did,
in this family. a�?Kineshaa��s Kinesha
to remember him,a�? she says. a�?I still miss him.a�?
I nod. I poke Kineshaa��s belly, her nose.
a�?U-G-H,a�? says Kinesha, annoyed. Ia��m bad with kids.
a�?Ia��m teaching her to assert herself,a�? Shoshana says.
Her wrist-chains jangle. I twist my wedding ring.
An organ somewhere plays a�?Ode to Joy.a�?
Here comes the third bad cousin, Christina,
scruff-haired in the pale-pink prom dress
the bride her sister made her wear. $90,000
per year doing something with websites and she
cana��t even keep her hair in order. a�?Isna��t it awful?a�?
Christina says, a�?What do I look like, Gwyneth Paltrow?
You guys look swell.a�? Shea��s good with kids:
Kinesha slams herself for a hug into Christinaa��s
legs. Christina and Kinesha kiss. She says
a�?Did you like my PowerPoint presentation
on the bridea��s life? Did you think it was funny?
Go play with the pigeons.a�? She puts Kinesha down.
a�?Deb wanted a poem, but dona��t you hate poems?
Was it wrong of me to start with an Eminem quote?a�?
Kinesha shouts, staggers, stamps at the pigeons;
jaded, they hardly move, only jump-start
halfhearted when Kinesha brandishes
her one-armed naked Barbie above her head,
then turns Barbie into a gun, shoots
at the pigeons. a�?I feel like we should be
sneaking around back with cigarettes
like we used to, remember?a�? says Christina.
a�?Too bad we dona��t smoke anymore.a�?
Shoshana takes out her Newports, lights up.
Ia��m remembering we never much liked each other,
only hung together at family gatherings
because we were supposed to be the bad ones.
I hate what I come from. I say a�?My father
just told me again my poems are a�?too full
of disgusting sex.a�� He said a�?Why dona��t you
write more like Derek Walcott?a�� Ia��m sick
of him throwing deep-thinking
genius men up at me.a�? Christina rolls
her eyes, shakes her head, fudges hair tendrils
back into her frizzy twisted updo, vibrates
her lips, blows air out. a�?Can you tell Ia��m
drunk already?a�? she asks. I nod. She shrugs.
a�?Well, why not, Deb didna��t invite single guysa�?
for me like I asked her. Selfish as always.a�?
Shoshana checks her watch. a�?Ia��m gonna kill him.a�?
I wish I wanted to kill my husband.
Right now, I hate everything, everybody,
and dona��t have a friend in the world
except my husband. Ita��s true he dislikes me
more and more these days but at least
he likes my poems and hates Derek Walcott.
Kinesha sprays Barbie bullets at everything,
Barbiea��s head as bald as her elided crotch.
a�?I didna��t buy her that racist, sexist doll,a�?
says Shoshana. Christina and I nod.
a�?She found my old one. I pulled
all her hair out when I was 14
and shaved my head the first time.a�?
Kinesha moves away from the settling pigeons,
turns her Barbie gun on us, shoots.
Rat-a-tat-tat. a�?Ugh, you got me,a�?
we say, and a�?BANG!a�? I say. We turn
our hands into guns, three bad cousins,
Mother, Bridesmaid, Wife-and-Daughter,
for all our different reasons, shooting the child.
I learned about Cassie's birth through a phone call -- the same way I heard about her death, 17 years later. On a wintry Saturday morning in 1982, we got a call from the priest who had been helping us find a baby to adopt. A young woman who was unready to be a parent had given birth to a six-pound infant one hour earlier. "Be in Boise on Monday morning to pick up your daughter," the priest told us.
My husband, Curtis, and I were ecstatic. During the five-hour ride back from Boise to our home in Soda Springs, Idaho, we took turns driving so we could each hold our tiny, perfect daughter. Just outside of town, we pulled over and dressed Cassie in a brand-new frilly pink-and-white dress, then took her to meet her grandparents. Cassie brought us luck. To my amazement, I was finally able to get pregnant, and our daughter Lindsey was born only 18 months after Cassie's adoption. Then came two more girls: Michaela and Jordan. Cassie was a bright, beautiful, caring child. She won a science-fair prize in sixth grade and loved music, learning to play the violin, clarinet and piano. The Christmas she was in the second grade, she cried when she heard that some children didn't get presents, and she came up with the idea that she and her sisters would give one of their gifts to charity, or, as she called it, the "angel tree." It's a tradition we still follow every year. Sadly, my marriage to Curtis came to an end when Cassie was 13, but we were determined to put our daughters' welfare and happiness ahead of everything else. I took a job with Boise State University in Boise and moved to nearby Nampa, some 350 miles away from Soda Springs. Curtis and I worked it out so that the older two girls would live with me during the school year and with their dad in Soda Springs during the summer.
Cassie and Justin
When Cassie was 14, she asked to stay on in Soda Springs to start high school there. I wasn't happy about this, but I knew Curtis was a loving, responsible father, and I finally agreed. That decision will always haunt me. If I had insisted she return to Nampa, Cassie might be alive today. That summer, she had met Justin Neuendorf -- the real reason, I later found out, that she wanted to stay in Soda Springs.
Cassie and Justin's first big date was to the school's homecoming dance that fall. Though Justin was just shy of 17, three and a half years older than Cassie, warning bells didn't go off in my head. He had been an altar boy at our family church, St. Mary's. According to Curtis, Cassie and Justin at first seemed to socialize as part of a group. Everything seemed pretty normal. But several months into the school year, Cassie began to change. Her grades plummeted from A's and B's to D's and F's. She was no longer upbeat. And she was literally shrinking in size. Within six months, my five-foot seven-inch daughter went from 135 pounds to 100. I feared she was getting into drugs and pressured her to be tested. The results were negative. Worried it was cancer or some other dreadful disease, we had her go in for a complete physical -- no clues there either. Whenever Curtis or I asked what was wrong, we got the same answer: "Why can't you just leave me alone? Nothing's wrong."
Cassie and Justin had been going out for about a year when we noticed bruises on her face, arms, legs and hands. Cassie was very active and loved volleyball, basketball and skiing, so it was easy for her to explain the bruises. We never suspected abuse until the spring of 1998, when one of Cassie's friends told Curtis that Justin had beaten her badly. Not believing Cassie's denials, Curtis found a letter that spelled it all out. "I'm sorry for almost killing you," Justin had written her. "I was on crank for the last week, stoned off my mind, and drunk ... and you know as well as anyone you don't try to stop me from doing something when I am like that. I was choking you because you were being so loud and I had to shut you up so I could just talk to you about me and you going back out together but when you wouldn't be quiet it made me go insane."
I immediately tried to put an end to the relationship, but Cassie denied the abuse and refused to discuss the letter. It seemed so unreal: How could my strong, smart, compassionate girl allow a boy to hit her and then cover it up? Her father wouldn't let Cassie meet Justin anymore, but she started sneaking off with him after school or after her part-time waitressing job. I tried to get through to Cassie so many times. We were on the phone nearly every day, and at this point I was making the 700-mile round-trip to Soda Springs every weekend and at least once during the week. It was frustrating not to live in the same town while this family crisis got worse and worse. I just couldn't stop worrying about Cassie.
The Violence Gets Worse
During one emotional talk, I finally got Cassie to admit that Justin had struck her. As I hugged her, she cried and told me what I would hear at least 20 times more: "
I am a 20 year single dad of a 5 year old. I had a wild teenage life. I had premartial sex with several girls (I had her right before I turned 15), done drugs, underage drank, snuck into strip bars, shared girlfriends with my brother and friends, and even streaked across town with a few friends.
Of course that was just a wild era of being a teen and most of it calmed down once I was 18 and my daughter came to live with me full time after her mother died in an accident. I have already decided I am not going to paint myself as a saint when shes a teenager. I am going to be honest as I can about my wild past.
But my biggest worry is, if I do tell her all about my wild past will she think its fine for her to act that way too and also be a wild girl. Because I really don't want her following my footsteps, and I am afraid if she does I will look like a hypocrite.
So really my question is, how to be honest and still not have her follow my footsteps? Where you honest with your kids?
Honestly is my number 1 rule in parenting aside from loving and caring for my daughter.
I no longer do drugs, I dont drink anymore, and my days of being wild are long over.
My dad's girlfriends daughter is staying with us for a while and she has a cat. It stays upstairs and it's food is in her room, but she won't close her door cause then the cat couldn't get the food. We used to have a gate up but she broke it. Well this whole week my dog has been sneaking up there and getting into the cat food. We try to follow her around and watch her in case she goes up there but if we leave, she will still do it. What can I do? Is this cat food dangerous for her also?
here's a ton! wich is your fav?
1. A woman invited some people to dinner.
At the table, she turned to their six-year-old daughter and said,
"Would you like to say the blessing?" she said.
"I wouldn't know what to say," the girl replied.
"Just say what you hear mommy say," the woman answered.
The daughter bowed her head and said,
"Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to dinner?".
2. A woman called her doctor to complain about her husband's snoring.
"Is there anything you can do?" she said,"Well, there is one operation
that will cure your husband, but it's rather expensive.
$1,000 plus $450 a month for 36 months."
"OH MY GOSH!!!!" exclaimed the woman, "that's like leasing a sports car!"
"Hmm," the doctor murmured. "Too obvious, eh?".
3. ben's dad was building a pine bookcase, and ben was watching and occasionally helping.
"what are the holes for?" ben asked.
"they're knot holes", said his dad.
"what are they, then, if they're not holes?" said ben.
4. Where do geologists go for entertainment?
to rock concerts.
5. why is a classroom like an old car?
cuz it full of nuts, and has a crank at the
front.
6. did you hear about the florist who had
two kids?
one's a budding gunius and the other's
a blooming idiot.
7. what do you get if you cross a hedgehog
with a giraffe?
a long-necked toothbrush.
8. why does a stork stand on one leg?
because it would fall over if it lifted the other one.
9. what's an american cat's favorite car?
a catillac.
10. my dog saw a sign that said "wet paint"
so he did!
11. whats a snail?
a slug with a crash helmet.
12. what did the dumb ghost name his pet tiger?
spot.
13. how did the police scare the bugs away?
they called for the S.W.A.T. team.
14. what crawls and wears uniforms and helmets?
army ants.
15. why was the firefly flashing on and off?
his light was on the blink.
16. A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood.
Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, "Now, class, if I stood
on my head, the blood, as you know,
would run into it, and I would turn red in the face."
"Yes," the class said. "Then why is it that while I'm standing upright
in the ordinary position the blood doesn't run into my feet?"
A little fellow shouted, "Cause your feet aren't empty!".
17. A couple had two little boys ages 8 and 10, who were EXTREMLY mischievous. They were always getting into trouble and their parents knew that if any mischief occurred in their town, their sons would get the blame.
The boys' mother heard that a clergyman in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak
with her boys. The clergyman agreed, and asked to see them individually.
So, the mother sent her 8-year-old first, in the morning, with the older boy to see the clergyman in the afternoon.
The clergyman, a huge man with a booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, "Where is God?" They boy's mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there with his mouth hanging open.
The clergyman repeated the question. "Where is God?" Again, the boy
made no attempt to answer. So the clergyman raised his voice some more and
shook his finger in the boy's face and bellowed. "Where is God!?"
The boy screamed and bolted from the room. He ran directly home and dove
into his closet, slamming the door behind him. When his older brother found him
in the closet, he asked, "What happened?" The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, "We are in big trouble this time! God is missing and they think we did it!".
18.There was a farmer who grew watermelons. He was doing pretty well,
but he was disturbed by some local kids who would sneak into his water
melon patch at night and eat his watermelons. After some careful thought,
he came up with a clever idea that he thought would scare the kids away for sure.
He made up a sign and posted it in the field. The next day,
the kids show up and they saw the sign which read,
"Warning! One of the watermelons in this field has been injected with cyanide."
The kids ran off, made up their own sign and posted it next to the farmer's sign.
When the farmer returned, he surveyed the field. He noticed that no watermelons
are missing, but the sign next to his read, "Now there are two!!!".
19. Q:Why did the blonde visit the post office 50 times in one day?
A:Her computer kept saying she has mail.
20. Q: Why did the blonde stare at the orange juice container for 15 minutes?
A: It said "concentrate".
21. Q: How do you keep a blonde busy?
A: Write "Please turn over" on both sides of a piece of paper.
22. Q: Why can't blondes put in light bulbs?
A: They keep breakin em' with hammers.
23. Q: What goes VROOM, SCREECH, VROOM, SCREECH, VROOM, SCREECH?
A: A blonde driving through a flashing red light.
24. Q: How do you make a blonde go crazy?
Alright, so I had a dream that I was in this back yard and I was with my dad, my best friend, and these three little girls. One was about 9, the other about 7, and the last about 5. It was present time, but there was sort of a Holocaust going on and all of us were part of the race or religion or whatever trying to be killed. In front of us was a huge gorgeous house and everyone was at a party inside. Everyone inside wasn't part of the same group as we were, they were all safe from persecution. We had to go into the house and hide because we knew it was the safest place for us to go and nobody would find us. My dad and my best friend said they would go first and lead and I would take the three girls. When we got to the front of the house they disappeared inside and I couldn't find them again. I was stuck alone with these three girls. So, we were all sneaking around and I put the first two girls in this old elevator thing that butlers and such used to use for sending food upstairs and its controlled by ropes? I can't remember what its called, I saw it in Harriet the Spy when i was younger. Anyway, the last little girl wasn't able to go because I didn't think she could look after herself. So her and I went to this huge spiraling stairwell and when we got to the top floor it was full of hiding refugees. Everything was in chaos, like it was being raided. I realized I had lost the little girl. The other two little girls were hiding in between floors in that elevator thing so I knew they were safe. Instead of hiding myself, I freaked out and started asking everyone if they knew where Kante was. I have no idea how I knew what her name was when I didnt know the other two girls names and I don't know how I know its spelled that way, but I knew it was spelled like that. I asked every person I could find. Finally, I went downstairs and joined the party to see if she was there. Another refugee told me I looked like all of the other guests and my appearance didn't give away that I was supposed to be killed. I walked out on the front steps and there she was, just sitting there, on these huge steps, like ones in front of libraries or museums. It was raining really hard and she had on a pink poncho and I realized that I really loved her. I thought she was the most beautiful little girl I'd ever seen. She had chestnut hair a little past her shoulders, bright blue eyes, and a smile to die for. I gave her a hug and said "Kante!" with relief. I took a hold of her hand and she gave me one of those dazzling smiles and the dream ended.
Now whats weird is I knew it was something like the Holocaust and my mom told me to look up the name Kante and I found out its German for edge. I've never heard this word or German or anything like it EVER. So I don't know how I could've come up with it. I cannot forget the little girls face or the dream no matter how hard I try. I had it almost two months ago and I still remember all those details. I feel like I have something like a connection with that girl. I love the name Kante now, even though its weird. My mom thinks that it could've been me seeing my daughter or something like that. What do you think? and can anyone interpret something, anything, about it?
i know this might not be relavent or hard to believe,
but i've had ALOT of deja vu before.
Like really at least twice a month.
it was pronounced kahn-tay.
i just feel like obsessed with that name now,
and the fact that it was german for edge is just creepy.
its not the girl of my dreams. she was a five year old, i'm a girl, and i'm straight. i'm also 15 since you asked.
i really can't explain how I felt about this little girl. I felt like she was the most wonderful thing on the planet and i was so connected to her. Words can't even describe the feeling.
hey kat? fuuucck you.
Ok, so heres the situation. Im a 27 year old stay at home mom of a 7 year old daughter and 4 year old son. My sister who is 18 moved in with me about 6 months ago and is living in my basement (rent free)
I let her move in because our mother has a tendency of abandoning her children once we hit our teens (happened to older brother, me and now her) she has been living with her boyfriends family for the last year before she moved in here with me. They told her she needed to find somewhere else to live.
Heres the thing with her. Shes 18 (almost 19) and acts like shes still 15. Her best friend just turned 12. She dresses and acts what she calls a "scene kid" (emo!) she had a good job when she lived with her b/f parents but quit it once she moved in here. She HAD a car but because she "forgot" very important things (um like putting it in park before she got out of the car and really stupid stuff like that) I encouraged her to sell it and now she rides a scooter. She FINALLY after 2 months of me harrassing her about it found a job that only gives her 3 hours a day. NO MONEY. Ive told her again and again to try to find another job and she always puts it off and makes excuses. She NEVER helps out around here (she still has to come upstairs to use bathroom and take shower etc...) never buys toilet paper, steals my stuff (like caught her sneaking my milk the other day and my conditioner etc... and then she lies about it) She also is a big dreamer. She tells me about her "new buisness adventure every week etc.. but Never does anything. She also is VERY absent minded leaving her flat iron plugged in for hours, leaving the stove on etc... Ive had to take EVERYTHING that could burn down our house away from her. Did I mention shes a total slob? Ok....Now on top of it....Shes got bulimic. She throws up in my shower constantly and takes laxitives. Shes cost me 100s of dollars in draino and shes always running to the bathroom. She lies about it but I know shes doing it. I find lots of empty boxes of laxitives in her trash and she leaves "particals" of food in my sick and tub.
This is getting really bad. The thing is I dont know what to do with her! Our dad passed away last november and my mom is just as immature as she is (running around with tons of guys etc..) other than what I told you, my sis is not a terrible person she at least stays away from drinking, drugs and is not a whore or anything. She just is an 18 year old that has the mentality of a 13 year old with an eating disorder. I cant even ask her to watch my kids or anything because she treats them like her equal! She gets into stupid arguments with my 7 year old and is constantly "blowing her off" whenever my little girl asks to play with her (she really idols her...I hate it!) I dont like having my sister as a rolemodel for my daughter at all!
Please help...she doesnt have any where to go....but shes stressing my family out so bad...my husband just said something again last night. Then this morning I found more of her "food" particals in my sink!!
I would appreciate anyones advice about this. Am I enabling her??? What happens if i kick her out? We have NO family to speak of and shes only got her boyfriend. Im sure these are all of the reasons his family kicked her out...so i dont think they would let her move back in. HELP!
She "dreams" of going to college but again, its one of her things she talks about but doesnt take any action. She is about 105lbs now and is very weak. I dont think her body could handle the army. Her hair is even falling out! Shes been to the doc LOTS about the eating disorder (this has been going on for years) I could literly knock her down with my pinky finger. I swore after watching my dad die (he had a terrible drinking problem) that I would never, ever go through the abuse of watching over another addict again. She is addicted to being skinny. She is constantly looking at herself in the mirror. Its so bad that I even catch her just standing at the sliding glass door like "posing" in front of it? WEIRD. She ALWAYS has her head in the clouds. Its crazy! Ive told her a million times stuff like dont leave dirty dishes down stairs etc. And she will remember for 1 day and then I have to tell her again and again! Its like if I dont constantly remind her to breath she thinks its ok not 2
Not really sure what you meant "Anribus" by the behav of my own children? Maybe you missunderstood something in what I wrote? My kids are perfectly normal...lol hopefully they wont grow up to be like my sister. I try to limit their time spent alone with her. My 7 year old often says how "immature" her aunt is and says "i cant believe she acts like that!" true, she looks up to her because of the my sis dresses but by far she the way my kids act do not resemble in the slightest of how my sis acts. I think you may have misunderstood something in my story...I was talking about my sister "arguing with my 7 year old" and my sister "blowing my daughter off" not the other way around.
My DB and I have been together for 5 years this September. We are very young (both 20) and are expecting our first child in 3 weeks.
We moved in together last month and since then have been having nothing but problems.
He is never home. He always wants to go hang out with his friends and could care less about my feelings or me. He has a HUGE problem with lying. Needless to say our relationship has never been perfect by any means. We had serious talk on Thursday night discussing our relationship and why it seems to be not be working lately. He told me that things have changed between us and he doesn't think it will ever fix its self. He told me that he just doesn't feel the same way about me anymore. He loves me but feels differently and doesn't know what to do about it. I told him that if he wants this relationship to work it involves effort from both of us and he needs to work on it with me. We agreed and let it be.
Friday night he snuck out of the house after I fell asleep, took our car and didn't answer his phone all night. I started having very bad pains and contractions to which I texted him I needed him to come home NOW to take me to the hospital. I think I may have been having a mini panic attack, I'm not sure what it was. So he came home and we didn't talk about anything but instead he tried to calm me down so the pains would stop and I could get some rest. His phone went off after he fell asleep and it was a message from someone (obviously a girl) saying thanks for taking me out tonight, I really enjoy talking to you. I woke him up and tore into him. He told me he was confused and didn't know if this is what he wanted and needed to test it and now realizes that this is what he wants, a family, and he will do anything he can do keep it.
The next night he decided to go home and stay with his mom for a night, and I decided to do the same. When I got home I told him we were going to have to talk again discussing all this and lay down some rules and regulations as I wont live like this. He again told me that he doesn't know how he feels anymore or what he wants or what he is thinking but all he knows is he doesn't feel "that way" about me anymore and doesn't know what to do. His reply to all my questions were "I don't know". He said he wants to stick it out until our daughter gets here to see if things change and this is just a phase he is going through.
I'm just at my witts end. How can I live like this. Its incredibly hard to feel so unwanted and so unloved and then at the same time feeling like I am failing myself for not kicking his sorry @ss out of the picture when I read that message from the girl on his phone. I just want to do what's right for our baby, I want her to have a chance at a family. Maybe this is just a phase and pre baby jitters and if I keep living this way for another few weeks it will pass and things will change. But in the mean time I feel like I'm loosing respect for myself. I feel like he is just staying here, at our home because right now he has no where else to go and needs time to get his crap in order. Maybe the whole "waiting for the baby" thing is a big scam to lead me to believe he is going to try, when really he is just buying time to get himself set.
To make things ever more difficult, we rent and have a lease together. If he jams out on me I could NEVER afford our place with my maternity leave income. My dad is looking to rent an apartment for himself and is coming in the city too look for one this Friday. He wants to have something for Sept 1 or 15th. I know he would come stay with me and then I wouldn't have to worry about loosing my place, that is of course if my DB were not in the picture. So if I wait it out, and he leaves me, I'm screwed. Or I can kick his @ss out and my dad can move in, and not even give him the chance to screw me over any more. Deep down I want this to work, I want a family and I want us to be happy again, but is it worth the risk.
Any advice or help would be awesome right now as I'm just at my witts end. I just want this baby to come NOW so that he can either stay in or get out of my life asap. I'm not into playing the waiting game. I know pregnancy is a bad time to make life changing decisions and thats why I dont want to make one and regret it later. But its so hard to stick out and hope things get better.
My 17 year old niece has been in and out of foster care for about 2 years. She has a daughter that is almost 2 years old that is also in foster care & she tells me that she is pregnant again. My husband & I were all set to go for custody of them both in the beginning & eventually adopt my niece. Her case worker then talked to my husband and freaked him out to where he was no longer willing to accept my niece into our home. She made him believe that she was the type of person that would try to have sex with him in order to split us up, so that she could have me to herself. She said that she would turn our family upside down and cause chaos. We were both told that my niece would get back into drugs, her sexual behaviors & be sneaking/running off all of the time. So my husband changed his mind and was no longer on boards with getting her. Then we were trying again about 6 months later and the case worker told me that if we took custody of them, I would have to bring the baby to the agency twice a week, every week for the visits with the baby's dad. I live 4 - 5 hours away & have 2 kids of my own, so I told her that was a ridiculous request & I refuse to drive a long distance in the winter months. So she told me not to persue custody anymore. I just called the case worker because we are going to e in the area in a few weeks and I want to see my niece and my niece wants to see me (I'm the only family member that seems to care). The case worker told me she wouldn't allow me to see her and that I'm not invovled with the case. Shouldn't I have the rights to at least have a relationship with my niece? My niece isn't allowed to see anyone, talk to anyone, visit with anyone...they pretty much allienated her from everyone. She said that the case worker is trying to make her believe that noone wants anything to do with her and she's depressed. She's talked about suicide to her friend on a regualr basis. What do I do now?
do you just type it in or what? Oh, and tell me what you think about these Jokes! if you don't have time to read it all then at least skip down to the bottem to read my *Tabby* has this happend to you?
here is *TABBY'S* 31 JOKES for EVERY DAY of the MONTH!!!
1. A woman invited some people to dinner.
At the table, she turned to their six-year-old daughter and said,
"Would you like to say the blessing?" she said.
"I wouldn't know what to say," the girl replied.
"Just say what you hear mommy say," the woman answered.
The daughter bowed her head and said,
"Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to dinner?".
2. A woman called her doctor to complain about her husband's snoring.
"Is there anything you can do?" she said,"Well, there is one operation
that will cure your husband, but it's rather expensive.
$1,000 plus $450 a month for 36 months."
"OH MY GOSH!!!!" exclaimed the woman, "that's like leasing a sports car!"
"Hmm," the doctor murmured. "Too obvious, eh?".
3. ben's dad was building a pine bookcase, and ben was watching and occasionally helping.
"what are the holes for?" ben asked.
"they're knot holes", said his dad.
"what are they, then, if they're not holes?" said ben.
4. Where do geologists go for entertainment?
to rock concerts.
5. why is a classroom like an old car?
cuz it full of nuts, and has a crank at the
front.
6. did you hear about the florist who had
two kids?
one's a budding gunius and the other's
a blooming idiot.
7. what do you get if you cross a hedgehog
with a giraffe?
a long-necked toothbrush.
8. why does a stork stand on one leg?
because it would fall over if it lifted the other one.
9. what's an american cat's favorite car?
a catillac.
10. my dog saw a sign that said "wet paint"
so he did!
11. whats a snail?
a slug with a crash helmet.
12. what did the dumb ghost name his pet tiger?
spot.
13. how did the police scare the bugs away?
they called for the S.W.A.T. team.
14. what crawls and wears uniforms and helmets?
army ants.
15. why was the firefly flashing on and off?
his light was on the blink.
16. A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood.
Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, "Now, class, if I stood
on my head, the blood, as you know,
would run into it, and I would turn red in the face."
"Yes," the class said. "Then why is it that while I'm standing upright
in the ordinary position the blood doesn't run into my feet?"
A little fellow shouted, "Cause your feet aren't empty!".
17. A couple had two little boys ages 8 and 10, who were EXTREMLY mischievous. They were always getting into trouble and their parents knew that if any mischief occurred in their town, their sons would get the blame.
The boys' mother heard that a clergyman in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak
with her boys. The clergyman agreed, and asked to see them individually.
So, the mother sent her 8-year-old first, in the morning, with the older boy to see the clergyman in the afternoon.
The clergyman, a huge man with a booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, "Where is God?" They boy's mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there with his mouth hanging open.
The clergyman repeated the question. "Where is God?" Again, the boy
made no attempt to answer. So the clergyman raised his voice some more and
shook his finger in the boy's face and bellowed. "Where is God!?"
The boy screamed and bolted from the room. He ran directly home and dove
into his closet, slamming the door behind him. When his older brother found him
in the closet, he asked, "What happened?" The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, "We are in big trouble this time! God is missing and they think we did it!".
18.There was a farmer who grew watermelons. He was doing pretty well,
but he was disturbed by some local kids who would sneak into his water
melon patch at night and eat his watermelons. After some careful thought,
he came up with a clever idea that he thought would scare the kids away for sure.
He made up a sign and posted it in the field. The next day,
the kids show up and they saw the sign which read,
"Warning! One of the watermelons in this field has been injected with cyanide."
The kids ran off, made up their own sign and posted it next to the farmer's sign.
When the farmer returned, he surveyed the field. He noticed that no watermelons
are missing, but the sign next to his read, "Now there are two!!!".
19. Q:Why did the blonde visit the post office 50 times in one day?
A:Her computer kept saying she has mail.
20. Q: Why did the blonde stare at the orange juice container for 15 minutes?
A: It said "concentrate".
21. Q: How do you keep a blonde busy?
A: Write 'Please turn over' on both sides of a piece of paper.
22. Q: Why can't blond
My 2 y/o daughter has been sleeping in her toddler bed since May with no big problems really but since we moved in the new house we just bought she keeps getting out of her bed either before she falls asleep or when she wakes up in the middle night and either sneaks into our bed or if we are still up she lays down on the floor and sleeps there, Her favorite place is kitchen next to the garbage can or under neath the dining room table. We have hardwood floors so I doubt its any comfortable. I return her to her bed many many times sometimes with no suckess. Last night was by far the worst and I lost it. She woke up at 11:30pm and wouldnt go back to bed so I just kept taking her back to bed, finaly by 1:30am she got spanked and I told her that she is going to sleep in the yard if she gets out of her room again. She did, I didnt want to do it but I also didnt want her to think that I will not do what I tell her I would. So I did put her outside, she was there for about 5 minutes, screaming. I feel so horrible now. This has been going on for about a month now and I have no idea what to do anymore.
I am really starting to thing that maybe theres something wrong. We had a lot of changes going on in our lives in the past few months, I move out of her fathers house to my boyfriends apartment, then went to visit her dad for 2 weeks and then came back to the new house we bought. Could it be too much moving around for her? OOr is she maybe stressed because she cant see her dad anymore? She now started to call my boyfriend daddy and I dont know how to explain to her that she only has one daddy. It such a big mess.
i have just wrote this off the top of my head and i wondered what you thought of my style. bare in mind that its jsut this second been written please dont be too harsh
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a�?Fee!a�? he called as I ran towards him and flung my arms around his neck. He picked me up gently and spun me around before placing me back on the ground and pulling my face towards him, kissing my lips softly. Tristan tucked one of my soft blonde curls behind my ear and I gazed into his beautiful brown eyes. He smiled lovingly at me and stroked my pale face with his finger.
a�?I love you,a�? I whispered, the soft moonlight gazing down on our secret meeting. His smiled dropped from his face and her averted his gaze from my face.
a�?You shouldna��t,a�? he replied. I sighed in frustration and pulled him under the nearest tree paranoid that my father would find us.
a�?Why not?a�? I demanded stamping my foot like a child.
a�?You,a�? he started just happen to be the daughter of one of the most powerful men in the country and I am just your gardener.a�?
a�?I have told you a million times I DONa��T CARE! You could be living on the streets for all I care I want you. I would love you if you were the richest man on the planet or the poorest, I have told you that.a�?
a�?Opheila, you are sixteen I am twenty-one!a�?
a�?Ugh, Tristan please, we have been through this, please dona��t make tonight about this. I love you and thata��s all that matters.a�? The smile crept back onto his face and he pulled me closer to him and I buried my head into his chest.
a�?I love you too,a�? he whispered kissing my hair.
We walked among the gardens until we found our spot. A small bunch of trees by the stream. Hidden from view, where no one would think to look for us. My white dress trailed along the floor as I held Tristan hand tightly scared to let go. I gazed at his dark hair and his tanned skin until I felt like his image was etched in the inside of my eyelids. I would never tier of looking at him. Ever since that day when I was on the brink of fifteen and I first saw him in our large garden I knewa��I knew that I would love him. Of course I did not come to love him until much later when we stole the hours of the night to escape from my overbearing father and rather erratic mother. Tristan was perfect and he loved me, thata��s all I care about and all I will ever need.
As I sat myself down in the lilacs and the daises, Tristan took out his sketchbook. I smiled at him as I let the band out of my golden hair and it fell down my back to my waist. He picked a flower from the grass and placed it in my hair before he began to finish his drawing.
a�?Tristian?a�? I started.
a�?Yes?a�? he replied, glancing up from his paper but looking straight back down again and adding a few more lines.
a�?The offers still open.a�?
a�?You are not going to talk to your father,a�? he stated.
a�?Please, we need a new artist, our old one retired and dad wants a new portrait of Emilia and I.
a�?Isna��t your sister against being drawn?a�? he asked.
a�?She says so but I believe that she enjoys to draw herself, I snuck into her room the other night and found a number of pictures of her.a�? He smiled and placed the book on the ground before crawling over to me and kissing me gently, placing his hands either side of me. I lay back onto the grass but he rolled over and lay next to me. I turned on my side and leant my forehead against his. The fresh garden scent still hung around him and I breathed it in savouring the moment.
a�?Do you have to go?a�? he asked as I fingered a lock of his hair. I nodded once but the tears sprang to my eyes immediately. I sat up instantly.
a�?My father is making us, you know I dona��t want to leave you.a�? He sat up and hugged his arms around my waist resting his chin in my shoulder. I twisted my head to the side so I saw part of his face.
a�?What if you meet someone there and decide I am not good enough?a�? he asked.
a�?That will never happen. I touched my hand to his face and was immediately jerked out of reality.
[a�?Good morning Miss Opheila,a�? cried a young gentleman who stood in front of me with a single Cali lily in his hand. My favourite. He unnecessarily bowed and handed the flower to me.
a�?Thank you.a�? I giggled and blushed.
a�?My pleasure,a�? he said leaning forward and kissing me on the cheek.]
I snapped back instantly but Tristan had noticed my absence of mind.
a�?What did you see?a�? he asked slightly worried.
a�?Oh nothing just that mother is going to forget something, Ia��ll make sure I pack it personally.a�? I glanced away from him, worried he would figure out what I was hiding.
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the bit in brackets is supposed to be in italics
(its her seeing the future)
xxx
i have just wrote this off the top of my head and i wondered what you thought of my style. bare in mind that its jsut this second been written please dont be too harsh
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a�?Fee!a�? he called as I ran towards him and flung my arms around his neck. He picked me up gently and spun me around before placing me back on the ground and pulling my face towards him, kissing my lips softly. Tristan tucked one of my soft blonde curls behind my ear and I gazed into his beautiful brown eyes. He smiled lovingly at me and stroked my pale face with his finger.
a�?I love you,a�? I whispered, the soft moonlight gazing down on our secret meeting. His smiled dropped from his face and her averted his gaze from my face.
a�?You shouldna��t,a�? he replied. I sighed in frustration and pulled him under the nearest tree paranoid that my father would find us.
a�?Why not?a�? I demanded stamping my foot like a child.
a�?You,a�? he started just happen to be the daughter of one of the most powerful men in the country and I am just your gardener.a�?
a�?I have told you a million times I DONa��T CARE! You could be living on the streets for all I care I want you. I would love you if you were the richest man on the planet or the poorest, I have told you that.a�?
a�?Opheila, you are sixteen I am twenty-one!a�?
a�?Ugh, Tristan please, we have been through this, please dona��t make tonight about this. I love you and thata��s all that matters.a�? The smile crept back onto his face and he pulled me closer to him and I buried my head into his chest.
a�?I love you too,a�? he whispered kissing my hair.
We walked among the gardens until we found our spot. A small bunch of trees by the stream. Hidden from view, where no one would think to look for us. My white dress trailed along the floor as I held Tristan hand tightly scared to let go. I gazed at his dark hair and his tanned skin until I felt like his image was etched in the inside of my eyelids. I would never tier of looking at him. Ever since that day when I was on the brink of fifteen and I first saw him in our large garden I knewa��I knew that I would love him. Of course I did not come to love him until much later when we stole the hours of the night to escape from my overbearing father and rather erratic mother. Tristan was perfect and he loved me, thata��s all I care about and all I will ever need.
As I sat myself down in the lilacs and the daises, Tristan took out his sketchbook. I smiled at him as I let the band out of my golden hair and it fell down my back to my waist. He picked a flower from the grass and placed it in my hair before he began to finish his drawing.
a�?Tristian?a�? I started.
a�?Yes?a�? he replied, glancing up from his paper but looking straight back down again and adding a few more lines.
a�?The offers still open.a�?
a�?You are not going to talk to your father,a�? he stated.
a�?Please, we need a new artist, our old one retired and dad wants a new portrait of Emilia and I.
a�?Isna��t your sister against being drawn?a�? he asked.
a�?She says so but I believe that she enjoys to draw herself, I snuck into her room the other night and found a number of pictures of her.a�? He smiled and placed the book on the ground before crawling over to me and kissing me gently, placing his hands either side of me. I lay back onto the grass but he rolled over and lay next to me. I turned on my side and leant my forehead against his. The fresh garden scent still hung around him and I breathed it in savouring the moment.
a�?Do you have to go?a�? he asked as I fingered a lock of his hair. I nodded once but the tears sprang to my eyes immediately. I sat up instantly.
a�?My father is making us, you know I dona��t want to leave you.a�? He sat up and hugged his arms around my waist resting his chin in my shoulder. I twisted my head to the side so I saw part of his face.
a�?What if you meet someone there and decide I am not good enough?a�? he asked.
a�?That will never happen. I touched my hand to his face and was immediately jerked out of reality.
[a�?Good morning Miss Opheila,a�? cried a young gentleman who stood in front of me with a single Cali lily in his hand. My favourite. He unnecessarily bowed and handed the flower to me.
a�?Thank you.a�? I giggled and blushed.
a�?My pleasure,a�? he said leaning forward and kissing me on the cheek.]
I snapped back instantly but Tristan had noticed my absence of mind.
a�?What did you see?a�? he asked slightly worried.
a�?Oh nothing just that mother is going to forget something, Ia��ll make sure I pack it personally.a�? I glanced away from him, worried he would figure out what I was hiding.
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the bit in brackets is supposed to be in italics
(its her seeing the future)
xxx
My daughter will be terrible two in august. I have recently moved from my mom home where my daughter has stayed all her life.
Here's the problem, my daughter will not leave me alone.....lol
She constantly follows me around, if i am not in her eye sight she cries and throws tantrums. She is accustomed to staying with her grandparents but now when they keep her she cries whole night, when she stays with me and her dad she cries whole night.
She constantly follows me around even if i have to go to the bathroom she is right there. She wont even stay with her dad for five minutes without looking for me. It has resulted in me actually hiding from her in order for me to get to leave to go to work or run errands. I cant sleep properly because she leaves her bed constantly in the night and sneaks into our bed to lie on my back to sleep.
I hope eveeryone understand how this is driving me crazy because she has never acted this way before. I could have gone away for weeks and left her with her grandparents and she wont even miss me. It starting to frustrate me because she wont let me move an inch without her and no one else can help not even her dad becauseshe just refuses to stay with them.
My question is Is this a phase or something that she is going through??? Has anyone out there in mommy world going through the same thing or went through it before???
I am going mad, does anyone have a solution or will she grow out of it eventually???
ALL HELP WILL BE APPRECIATED!!!
THANK YOU IN ADVANCE
ok lately i have been having end of the world dreams...
it started like 2 months ago the first one was that the world turned dark and then the sky light up in orange and it kinda
reminded me of the ending part in the movie "the knowing" and i was with my mom and brother looking at the sky and then i
woke up..
then i had another dream that im laying down in my bed but im awake and then its raining and thundering outside, then i hear
a voice as soon as the thunder cracks saying "IM AM GOD!" then i wake up and its raining and thundering outside already...
then i had another one that the devil is following me everywhere and i tell my mom and she trys to help me find out why and
how to get rid of it then it like switches to this dream that im sneaking into my old school in new york and my friend from
here (i live in indiana) is with me and then the school acts like i missed a couple days of school then i see this boy and
i dont know why i fall in love with him, then it switches up again, and i live in Manhattan and i live in this skyscraper by myself and
im looking out the window and then it starts to rain and then i go downstairs because alot of people are screaming, then
while im going downstairs i see the chinese delivery girl and she gives me the food she was delivering to someone else and
says "here, take it i need to get home to my daughter" and then she ran outside but what i realized is that the building
downstairs was wet and when i walked out there must have been at least 4 inches of water outside in like 5 minutes..then
the dream switches up again and this time i am in indianapolis again and there is a boy outside [looks kinda crazy] and hes
telling me "i need a car i want a car" and then an other kid comes running with a gun in his pocket and says "i need another
car"and points the gun to the air and the crazy looking kid says "lets go!" and i pick of a key from the floor
[there were a poop load of them on the floor] and then i see someone driving and it was my mom soo me and the 2 boys hop in
[they looked like 9 year olds] and then were driving and i we end up innew yorkk but there cars parked everywhere like if
abandoned but there were people screaming in the streets and then a car pulls up next to us and then i see the boy i kinda liked in the dream [school one] and my mom tells him that shes sorry that "rose passed away" and hes like "its ok" and hes just starring at me smiling and my mom gives him a petal of a rose and we start to drive off and then we end up in some other place and its like a house and im sitting on a porch and the boy i liked was sitting in front of me and he starts to lean in for a kiss, then this girl from my school now comes out of no where and tells him "oh your girlfriend is dead so now we can be together" and she smiles and he says "i dont know yet because i have to think about it" and then i automaticlly lost feelings for him and then he just gives me a kiss and leaves. i guess and then it switches one more time and i am back in my old school and the boy i liked' his girlfriend comes up to mescreamingn saying "why are you with my man, hes mine" and im like what the f%$@? and she looks just like me and then i wake up..
then one more was that i was in myschooll in indiana and then me, my brother, and my dad where in the gym and then there were
ALOT of people looking out the window and when i was going to go look everyone looked at me and were telling me to go look
and then i went and then i saw a HUGE tornado and then it split up into like 10 tornadoes maybe even more and then
everyone ran down to lay on the floor and i was on the floor near my dad and brother then it kinda goes ahead 5 hours and im
at this ghetto looking house [nooffensee] and then my mom comes outside saying "im glad you and your brother are ok" that she
was explaining about what she had to do when she heard about the tornadoes. then theskyk looks kinda cleanerafterwards then
for some weird reason eventhoe my mom was there i had my house phone outside and i was trying to call her at her job
but i kept dialing the wrong number...then i woke up..
i know this is Longg but can someone tell me whats going on in my dreams?? or a website that can help me..??
ok lately i have been having end of the world dreams...
it started like 2 months ago the first one was that the world turned dark and then the sky light up in orange and it kinda
reminded me of the ending part in the movie "the knowing" and i was with my mom and brother looking at the sky and then i
woke up..
then i had another dream that im laying down in my bed but im awake and then its raining and thundering outside, then i hear
a voice as soon as the thunder cracks saying "IM AM GOD!" then i wake up and its raining and thundering outside already...
then i had another one that the devil is following me everywhere and i tell my mom and she trys to help me find out why and
how to get rid of it then it like switches to this dream that im sneaking into my old school in new york and my friend from
here (i live in indiana) is with me and then the school acts like i missed a couple days of school then i see this boy and
i dont know why i fall in love with him, then it switches up again, and i live in Manhattan and i live in this skyscraper by myself and
im looking out the window and then it starts to rain and then i go downstairs because alot of people are screaming, then
while im going downstairs i see the chinese delivery girl and she gives me the food she was delivering to someone else and
says "here, take it i need to get home to my daughter" and then she ran outside but what i realized is that the building
downstairs was wet and when i walked out there must have been at least 4 inches of water outside in like 5 minutes..then
the dream switches up again and this time i am in indianapolis again and there is a boy outside [looks kinda crazy] and hes
telling me "i need a car i want a car" and then an other kid comes running with a gun in his pocket and says "i need another
car"and points the gun to the air and the crazy looking kid says "lets go!" and i pick of a key from the floor
[there were a poop load of them on the floor] and then i see someone driving and it was my mom soo me and the 2 boys hop in
[they looked like 9 year olds] and then were driving and i we end up innew yorkk but there cars parked everywhere like if
abandoned but there were people screaming in the streets and then a car pulls up next to us and then i see the boy i kinda liked in the dream [school one] and my mom tells him that shes sorry that "rose passed away" and hes like "its ok" and hes just starring at me smiling and my mom gives him a petal of a rose and we start to drive off and then we end up in some other place and its like a house and im sitting on a porch and the boy i liked was sitting in front of me and he starts to lean in for a kiss, then this girl from my school now comes out of no where and tells him "oh your girlfriend is dead so now we can be together" and she smiles and he says "i dont know yet because i have to think about it" and then i automaticlly lost feelings for him and then he just gives me a kiss and leaves. i guess and then it switches one more time and i am back in my old school and the boy i liked' his girlfriend comes up to mescreamingn saying "why are you with my man, hes mine" and im like what the f%$@? and she looks just like me and then i wake up..
then one more was that i was in myschooll in indiana and then me, my brother, and my dad where in the gym and then there were
ALOT of people looking out the window and when i was going to go look everyone looked at me and were telling me to go look
and then i went and then i saw a HUGE tornado and then it split up into like 10 tornadoes maybe even more and then
everyone ran down to lay on the floor and i was on the floor near my dad and brother then it kinda goes ahead 5 hours and im
at this ghetto looking house [nooffensee] and then my mom comes outside saying "im glad you and your brother are ok" that she
was explaining about what she had to do when she heard about the tornadoes. then theskyk looks kinda cleanerafterwards then
for some weird reason eventhoe my mom was there i had my house phone outside and i was trying to call her at her job
but i kept dialing the wrong number...then i woke up..
i know this is Longg but can someone tell me whats going on in my dreams?? or a website that can help me..??
Here is a very very short sneak peak of a book i'm working on (entitled Wonders):
The funeral was ten times worse than I could ever have imagined. It was ever harder than when I first found out Sammy, life-loving, thrill seeking Sammy, had picked up the knife and cut all hurt away. Unfortunately, there was too much hurt in Sammy, so much hurt in fact that she couldna��t stop until it was too late. Her mother had found her in the bathroom, life-less, bloodied, a shell of what she once had been. Youa��d think Mrs. Grover would call 911, or at least her husband, but no she called my cell. Ia��ll never forget that life-changing call, her voice, which was filled with a mixture of despair and fear, as though she had caused her daughter to go over the edge. But, Sammy, being Sammy, had taken precautions, just in cause she did die. She had written a letter, which she had hidden under her pillow, which went something like this:
Dear
Mom
And
Dad,
If you are reading this it means that
I have left this world behind.
Do not think you had any part in this.
But Please put the guy who is responsible behind bars.
His name is Jim Harrison
He wanted Love I just didna��t want to give him at all,
so he took it.
For Me and the others he probably did this to,
for he did it with such expertise,
make him pay.
Forever your little girl,
Samantha
Her final letter to her parents captured her essence, poetic. (For those of you who dona��t get what I mean look down from the word dear.) When I found out what Sammy had done (and why) I cried for hours and did the only I could do, run to Chase, who is now my only living best friend. He almost made the pain dissapear, but ita��s kinda hard to make the pain of losing your best friend go away.And now, a week later I stand around with the other St. Peter prep school kids after the burial service. Chase comes over to me and wraps me in his arms. His lips brush my ear as whisper, a�?Jane, whatever you need, Ia��m here for you.a�? And I know he is, for he has always been. I kiss his cheek in understanding.
A sniffle comes from behind me and I turn to see Mrs. Grover. Her eyes are red, almost as red as Sammya��s blood had to be when Mrs. Grover found her. Shut the hell up. Stop thinking about Sammya��s death, she wouldna��t want that. And it only makes you cry even more. Mrs. Grover does a pitiful attempt of a smile, thata��s when I notice that she has about five manila envelopes in her hands.
a�?She left these for you, I didna��t open them so they are they way shea��she left them ...a�? She burst into tears. I give her a small, I feel your pain hug. Once she pulls herself together, she frees herself of my embrace, a�?well here they are.a�? she says. Mrs.Grover hands one to me, Chase, Victor (Sammya��s boyfriend), Lexi (Sammya��s partying buddy, and oh did Sammy love to party), and Drew (one of the emo kids, who I think was responsible for Sammya��s pot addiction).
At first I dona��t wanna open it up, why would I? It would only bring up pain that Ia��m trying to heal. I peek inside, but my peek shows me nothing, looks like Ia��ll have to grow a pair and rip off the band-aid. I open it cautiously, like it might explode if I open it too fast. I dona��t even look in; I just stick my hand in there and fish out the first thing my hand brushes against. Ita��s a t-shirt from the Meg and Dia concert Sammy and I just went to, not even three weeks ago. I hug the shirt to my body, it still smeels like Sammya��s expensive perfume. The envelope still fills like theres more in it, so I reach in again and this time come up with a picture of our favorite abandoned building (Sammy and I used to do some urban exploring on our free time.) It still isna��t empty so yet again my hand becomes a fishing pole, fishing pole fishing for the memories of a dead girl. Out comes the duck stuff animal I gave Sammy for her seventh birthday. The tears start to fall. The envelope feels empty but I look inside just to be sure. It isna��t empty; there is still a blown-up picture of me and Sammy. The tears gush out now, like a waterfall of sadness. As I go to put the picture of me and my best friend away I notice that the back is filled with Sammya��s last words for me. I read past the tears:
Jane,
Youa��ve been there for it all, from the playground to the parties. You are the best friend a girl could ever ask for (God that extremely corny) I ho
He wants to be around me all the time. He's 8 years old. His dad's not around because he works away for very long periods of time. I have another two daughters aged 14 and 5.
If I have to pop out for a couple of hours and leave my children wit a babysitter (their cousin) he'll try and make me feel guilty about going by saying 'I was looking forwards to spending time with you tonight' or 'You promise you'd be home tonight' (even if I didn't promise).
He'll then get really grumpy when I leave. When I get back home it's passed his bedtime and then he'll try and sneak into bed with me in the night.
I let him lay with me one night and he literally CLUNG to me really tightly.
I've tried to talk to him about this behaviour but he just gives the impression that this is not unordinary behaviour...
What do you think? Should I spend more time with him and let him lay in bed with me or what?
So here it goes: I just got back from staying with some friends in the islands and while down there I met a girl. We hung out, and things got really physical really fast. By the time I had to leave, she practically was in love with me, and I love her too. She lives with her mom dad, brother, grandma and her daughter who's grade one or so. Anyway, on the last night she said she was going to come to my little going away party with some friends. I expected a couple girls, but she brings like 6 guys (one is her brother) and they stayed outside the party. I made sure they got a drink and even though it was odd I figured it was for safety reasons that she came with them. So we sneak out of the party and go to my place and in the middle of our fun I hear commotion outside. She says its her brother, so we stop, quickly get dressed and when we go outside theres the guys she came with argueing with 3 of my friends. It almost escalated into a fight but they all left, (with her of course) I didnt see her the next day, only talked to her on the phone. She said she didnt know what went wrong but wanted me to call her when I got back home and I told her I would.
My friend and his friend (who both live there) told me not to call her and that shes a bad girl and probably has a next man and is just after my money. I told my Mom and she said don't call her she might have some guys baby and say its mine?
All these people telling me these crazy things is driving me nuts. What do I do? She told me that she hadn't been sexually active for a year until we did it, so why would she be with a next guy? And what about what my Mom said? Should I really just forget about this girl?
Just for the record, I'm 22!
Also, down there it seems like one day a person will tell you one thing and the next they will tell you the exact opposite.
I'm more refering to my friends and the other people rather than the girl.
ex. At first my friends said she was a good girl, will wait for me and not give it to anyone else but me. then they say shes bad and that im crazy to think she doesnt have some next guy over there right now. ? driving me absolutely nuts.
She's 17 and im 17 turning 18 in a month.
Okay my girlfriend and I were now going out more than 2 months...
but we known each other for 2 years and become bestfriends too..
Her parents doesnt allow her to have a boyfriend so we are just sneaking in...
Then few weeks later, we sneak in and went out without telling her parents because they work 6 am then get home around 4.
I pick her up to her haus and we went somewhere to hang out..
We loved each other, we knows that we are inlove, we have good chemistry, we are almost the same personality, everything is just great but one problem is.. her mom is dont want her to have a boyfriend....
Okay the real problem now is that, her mom found out that she sneak in last monday with me and went to the mall.. she saw her video that made it for me and now she's is banned.
she can't use the computer, tv, and her cellphone got taken away. now she's like in jail can't go out and can't do anything.
I understand that fact that her parents are mad because of what we did. I would be mad too if i were the parents...I know that her parents expects more from her, go to college and finish high school but we are inlove...n she thinks that we had sex but we never did.
I think they might try to break us up but i wont let it happen...
damn parents, we wouldn't sneak in if its alright for her to have a boyfriend,she is old enough. If they dont want her to get pregnant, then talk to me about it nicely and blah blah...I would sit down wit them and agree to their condition in order to date their daughter and besides i dont want to be a dad yet..I dont even have stable job and good job.
I respect her parents
they have the rights to be angry and everything
but i love their daughter..i have no bad intention or anything.
I never really met her parents but they know me.
I know its young love, its puppy love
but we can't help it...
yesterday, my girl really needs me so she beg for me to
go to her haus again and I really did becuz i do love her and its 30 minutes away from me...
she told me that she loves me and wants to continue our relationship..
I can feel it, I can see it into her eyes that she really do..
I think her mom will do everything to keep us apart...
just few minutes ago, my gf text me and say that her mom say
"find a better guy" I feel like crying.
How can they do this to her?...ughh its frustrating...
i'm planning to go to their haus and confront her parents
but my girlfriend is holding me back...
she was saying that they can hurt you or call the police?
she was saying that her mom told her that i can go to jail becuz ill be adult in 1 month. and blah blah..
I really want to go but my girlfriend said that we should just wait until next year wen we are born adult and more mature.
Her bestfriend mom told me that its the best thing to go to her haus and talk to her parents but my girlfriend is not ready..
and her mom was saying that it doesnt matter if i go to them house and talk to them..
what should i do?
I feel like i still wanna go even if her dad hits me and her mom call the police.>.
help
Give me your opinion and advice plz..
She's 17 and im 17 turning 18 in a month.
Okay my girlfriend and I were now going out more than 2 months...
but we known each other for 2 years and become bestfriends too..
Her parents doesnt allow her to have a boyfriend so we are just sneaking in...
Then few weeks later, we sneak in and went out without telling her parents because they work 6 am then get home around 4.
I pick her up to her haus and we went somewhere to hang out..
We loved each other, we knows that we are inlove, we have good chemistry, we are almost the same personality, everything is just great but one problem is.. her mom is dont want her to have a boyfriend....
Okay the real problem now is that, her mom found out that she sneak in last monday with me and went to the mall.. she saw her video that made it for me and now she's is banned.
she can't use the computer, tv, and her cellphone got taken away. now she's like in jail can't go out and can't do anything.
I understand that fact that her parents are mad because of what we did. I would be mad too if i were the parents...I know that her parents expects more from her, go to college and finish high school but we are inlove...n she thinks that we had sex but we never did.
I think they might try to break us up but i wont let it happen...
damn parents, we wouldn't sneak in if its alright for her to have a boyfriend,she is old enough. If they dont want her to get pregnant, then talk to me about it nicely and blah blah...I would sit down wit them and agree to their condition in order to date their daughter and besides i dont want to be a dad yet..I dont even have stable job and good job.
I respect her parents
they have the rights to be angry and everything
but i love their daughter..i have no bad intention or anything.
I never really met her parents but they know me.
I know its young love, its puppy love
but we can't help it...
yesterday, my girl really needs me so she beg for me to
go to her haus again and I really did becuz i do love her and its 30 minutes away from me...
she told me that she loves me and wants to continue our relationship..
I can feel it, I can see it into her eyes that she really do..
Give me your opinion and advice plz..
She's 17 and im 17 turning 18 in a month.
Okay my girlfriend and I were now going out more than 2 months...
but we known each other for 2 years and become bestfriends too..
Her parents doesnt allow her to have a boyfriend so we are just sneaking in...
Then few weeks later, we sneak in and went out without telling her parents because they work 6 am then get home around 4.
I pick her up to her haus and we went somewhere to hang out..
We loved each other, we knows that we are inlove, we have good chemistry, we are almost the same personality, everything is just great but one problem is.. her mom is dont want her to have a boyfriend....
Okay the real problem now is that, her mom found out that she sneak in last monday with me and went to the mall.. she saw her video that made it for me and now she's is banned.
she can't use the computer, tv, and her cellphone got taken away. now she's like in jail can't go out and can't do anything.
I understand that fact that her parents are mad because of what we did. I would be mad too if i were the parents...I know that her parents expects more from her, go to college and finish high school but we are inlove...n she thinks that we had sex but we never did.
I think they might try to break us up pero i wont let it happen...
damn parents, we wouldn't sneak in if its alright for her to have a boyfriend,she is old enough. If they dont want her to get pregnant, then talk to me about it nicely and blah blah...I would sit down wit them and agree to their condition in order to date their daughter and besides i dont want to be a dad yet..I dont even have stable job and good job.
I respect her parents
they have the rights to be angry and everything
but i love their daughter..i have no bad intention or anything.
I never really met her parents but they know me.
I know its young love, its puppy love
pero we can't help it...
yesterday, my girl really needs me so she beg for me to
go to her haus again and I really did becuz i do and its 30 minutes away from me...
she told me that she loves me and wants to continue our relationship..
I can feel it, I can see it into her eyes that she really do..
Give me your opinion and advice plz..
So my mum recently came out of work and she has a few store cards that my dad knows nothing about. He would go *spare* if he knew she had these as he is already miffed she is out of work. Now, as her daughter who she has doted on since I was born and helped me with anything and everything, I feel I should spare her from this and pay them off, which I can afford to do when I get paid on Saturday. The only problem is, if I ask her or tell her or even hint at what I am going to do she won't let me and there will be no talking to her, even though it is for the best. She is a proud woman and she can't handle me looking after her because she feels it is wrong and she should be the one looking after me (I'm 25, married with house and cats btw - I'm not a teenager anymore but there is no telling her). Sooooo... what do I do??? a) Write her a cheque and not take no for answer, risking she won't take it or cash it and will go nuts b) sneak into her bag and get her account numbers, call up, pay the remaining balance and tell her when its done - too late then! ... I like option B, but there is something SOOO wrong about sneaking behind her back and going in her purse for personal details. It feels devious even though I'm doing a nice thing for her and even though we share everything. I'm worried she might find this a bit intrusive, even if she is grateful??? Dilema! Help!
Okay my girlfriend and I were now going out more than 2 months...
but we known each other for 2 years and become bestfriends too..
Her parents doesnt allow her to have a boyfriend so we are just sneaking in...
Then few weeks later, we sneak in and went out without telling her parents because they work 6 am then get home around 4.
I pick her up to her haus and we went somewhere to hang out..
We loved each other, we knows that we are inlove, we have good chemistry, we are almost the same personality, everything is just great but one problem is.. her mom is dont want her to have a boyfriend....
Okay the real problem now is that, her mom found out that she sneak in last monday with me and went to the mall.. she saw her video that made it for me and now she's is banned.
she can't use the computer, tv, and her cellphone got taken away. now she's like in jail can't go out and can't do anything.
I understand that fact that her parents are mad because of what we did. I would be mad too if i were the parents...I know that her parents expects more from her, go to college and finish high school but we are inlove...n she thinks that we had sex but we never did.
I think they might try to break us up pero i wont let it happen...
damn parents, we wouldn't sneak in if its alright for her to have a boyfriend,she is old enough. If they dont want her to get pregnant, then talk to me about it nicely and blah blah...I would sit down wit them and agree to their condition in order to date their daughter and besides i dont want to be a dad yet..I dont even have stable job and good job.
I respect her parents
they have the rights to be angry and everything
but i love their daughter..i have no bad intention or anything.
I never really met her parents but they know me.
I know its young love, its puppy love
pero we can't help it...
yesterday, my girl really needs me so she beg for me to
go to her haus again and I really did becuz i do and its 30 minutes away from me...
she told me that she loves me and wants to continue our relationship..
I can feel it, I can see it into her eyes that she really do..
Give me your opinion and advice plz..
we are both 17 and im turning 18 in a month
Okay my girlfriend and I were now going out more than 2 months...
but we known each other for 2 years and become bestfriends too..
Her parents doesnt allow her to have a boyfriend so we are just sneaking in...
Then few weeks later, we sneak in and went out without telling her parents because they work 6 am then get home around 4.
I pick her up to her haus and we went somewhere to hang out..
We loved each other, we knows that we are inlove, we have good chemistry, we are almost the same personality, everything is just great but one problem is.. her mom is dont want her to have a boyfriend....
Okay the real problem now is that, her mom found out that she sneak in last monday with me and went to the mall.. she saw her video that made it for me and now she's is banned.
she can't use the computer, tv, and her cellphone got taken away. now she's like in jail can't go out and can't do anything.
I understand that fact that her parents are mad because of what we did. I would be mad too if i were the parents...I know that her parents expects more from her, go to college and finish high school but we are inlove...n she thinks that we had sex but we never did.
I think they might try to break us up pero i wont let it happen...
damn parents, we wouldn't sneak in if its alright for her to have a boyfriend,she is old enough. If they dont want her to get pregnant, then talk to me about it nicely and blah blah...I would sit down wit them and agree to their condition in order to date their daughter and besides i dont want to be a dad yet..I dont even have stable job and good job.
I respect her parents
they have the rights to be angry and everything
but i love their daughter..i have no bad intention or anything.
I never really met her parents but they know me.
I know its young love, its puppy love
pero we can't help it...
yesterday, my girl really needs me so she beg for me to
go to her haus again and I really did becuz i do and its 30 minutes away from me...
she told me that she loves me and wants to continue our relationship..
I can feel it, I can see it into her eyes that she really do..
Give me your opinion and advice plz..
Let me start off by saying, the concept of kids with cellphones totally disgusted me and made me think parents lost their sanity for little kids to have them. I had to wait til I was moved out to get mine lol My daughter is going into 5th grade talking about this girl's cell was going off in class, my nieces have them that are only a year or two older than her, text me all the time etc. AAAAAA insanity! BUT now, of course, she's asked me for one. Auto-pilot answer was oh HECK NO, But, she has told me in the past (before she wanted a cell phone) that she "doesn't have the guts to ask her dad" if she can call me when she wants to. I have shared custody of her and so weekends she is with her dad and her step mother who are very angry controling people. I have had to threaten to call the police before to get them to put her on the phone once. Hearing her say she feels she has to have "the guts" to ask him concerned me. She's even talked about wanting to sneak out after bedtime to the phone when they are asleep to call me. So, this is the only reason I'm tossing the idea around. And, she got a ton of bday money for her 10th that I told her she'd have to use to buy the phone and prepay time and what not. I've found a few phones online that are geared towards kids, with PIN #'s and parental controls that limit the calls in and out, and the times that calls are ABLE to come in and out (like during school, after bedtime, during meals, etc), and the "chaperon" GPS location for parents to locate their child whenever they need to. She's a wonderful student, in Advanced Studies, honor roll EVERY quarter for 3rd AND 4th grade at least. So, before I try to make her dad think it's a good idea, and that it's HIS wonderful idea so that he can call her any time she's here (he wont say yes to anything that's my idea or he can't control in some way, shape, or form) I wanted to get some opinions. Polite only please. This way, also, her step mother (who is a horrible conflict starter...aka drama queen) wouldn't have to have run ins every time I try to call. Do you think it's too young? And before I hear about how her dad and I just need to get along, we've been broken up for 9 years, go through court, counseling, and all that jazz. We have a domestic violence history, so the fact that we can have a conversation at all is, unfortunately, probably the best we can get for now, but every day I work towards that whole situation getting better for my child's sake. So, for now, this is the way it is.
Thanks, and yes I meant prepay, or pay as you go not a monthly plan or anything crazy. They have tiny little packages with parent controls, like FireFly, that I was going to have her pay for with her bday money for a month trial. The "guts" cause her dad freaks out at her over everything and yells about everything.
ok its still in the process of editing im on chapter 7 already but im going to go over it all thoroughly dont know if she should narrate or not heres the 'intro chapter' any criticism will be fine=]
Chapter 1
Alone in her room, Stella Belladon drummed her fingers on the vanity table she sat in front of. It had been cluttered with makeup and hair products. She studied her face in the vanity mirror that hung in front of her. She brushed her long jet-black hair with a jeweled hairbrush. Her bright blue eyes contrasted with her hair and pale skin. She stopped brushing her hair to play with her Wiccan style, crescent moon necklace that clung to her neck, sighing as she looked at it. Someone began banging on her door. Startled, she snapped out of her trance. a�?Stella Althea Belladon, open this door right now!a�? her father shouted. David, her father, hated it when she locked her door. Stella happened to be a very mischievous girl and would sneak out at night. The banging continued. Stella rolled her eyes and waved her hand at the door. It quickly opened. David nearly fell over. a�?What did I tell you about using your powers!a�? he shouted.
a�?I cant help it father. Ia��m so use to it. If mother was still here you-a�?
a�?If mother was still here things would be different. But shea��s not here so stop using your powers!a�? he interrupted. Stella frowned and turned away from David. He sighed and tried to speak with a softer voice, a�?Stella, we live on Earth now. To them, witches and warlocks dona��t exist. If someone found out that we existed it would be a catastrophe.a�?
a�?You cana��t hide what you are father. Mom wouldna��t have wanted this. She would have wanted us to stay in Selenia!a�? Stella began to shout now. David just stood there. Stella went on, a�?We have to go back. You cana��t just run away from your feelings. Ita��s been two years!a�? Exhausted, she sat down on the bed. David took a seat beside her.
a�?Oh, Stella, Ia��m so sorry. I would love to go back. But without your mother it wouldna��t be right,a�? He said. a�?Stella Ia��ll compromise with you. Since Ia��ve made you move down here, I suppose you can go to the dance tonight.a�? Stellaa��s face lit up. She squealed,
a�?Oh really Dad? Thank you!a�? She gave him a huge hug.
a�?You can go on one condition, you mustna��t use your magix. Deal?a�? David told her. Stella happily agreed. She started pushing David outside.
a�?I have to get ready Dad. Ia��ll be out soon,a�? She let him know. Having tried on almost everything from her closet, Stella flopped down on her bed, frustrated. It had been over an hour and she still hadna��t gotten an outfit together. Then, all of a sudden, Stella bolted straight up. She stood up and zapped a finger at herself. She wore a banded-bottom halter dress, turquoise in color, and her necklace as an accessory. She wore her hair in a half up, half down style. Calling downstairs to David she yelled, a�?Dad, Ia��m leaving!a�?
a�?Wait, I want to see you,a�? He hastily replied. Groaning, she opened the door as her father beheld his fully-grown up teenage daughter. a�?You look lovely. Just like your mother. Well, we better get in the car,a�? He began walking towards the door.
a�?Thata��s okay Dad. I can get there on my own.a�? Stella replied holding up her hands.
a�?Dona��t transport into the school that way,a�? David warned.
a�?Dona��t worry Dad. Ia��ll make sure I transport in the school parking lot,a�? Stella smirked, and before David could stop her, she had already snapped and disappeared.
Stella reappeared in the parking lot as she said she would. It being October, the weather wasna��t so pleasant. People crowded around the door, waiting to go inside. Practically elbowing her way through, Stella made it to the door, where she bumped into Craig Evans, her only friend at MontBello High.
a�?Hey Craig. How are you?a�?
a�?Cold. Why dona��t we go inside?a�? he replied. Stella smiled. Craig was slightly taller than Stella, with short brown hair and the most beautiful hazel eyes Stella had ever seen. Not as pale as Stella, but by no means dark, Craig had a beautiful tan skin tone. He led her into the gymnasium. They both danced to a few songs. After one of the song ended, Stella sat down on the bleachers. She felt as though she had been on cloud nine. That is until she spotted Craig talking to Tamera. Tamera Bush, an exceptionally beautiful girl, whom flirted with every guy she met. Stella did not want Craig to get sucked in. Looking around to make sure no one was looking, she whispered,
a�?This girl may be a sneaky liar, but now she will tell her victims what she truly desires.a�? To complete the incantation, Stella held out her index and middle finger, she pulled her hand back and flung it forward in Tameraa��s direction.
Tamera made an inaudible statement to Craig, which caused her to cover in mouth in shock. Craig made a reply and walked away, causing Tamera to run away crying. Stella chuckled, but quickly concealed her laughter as Craig approached.
a�?That Tamera is a real flirt. You wouldna��t believe what sh
yes magix is a word i created lolz
Hello Yahoo guysa��. Thanks for your time and answers.
My 16 y/o daughter is pregnant for this kid that goes to her school, hea��s one year older than her. She came home on Monday, 06/15/09 with him in tow who demanded that he spoke to my wife. Being that she was all alone home and his previous disrespectful behaviors towards her, she directed him to come back with his parents and later in the day when I got home from work. On my return home both my wife and me sat down with our daughter and discussed all the possibilities/consequences and all the changes that will have to happen with her and her boyfriend's life. We expressed her support to her, and basically informed her that is going to have the baby and continue to live with us. We will provide for her and her baby at the best of our ability.
Before I go any further here is some background on this situation! Her boyfriend came into our lives about 3 years ago and being open minded, we met with his family and approved a relationship with boundaries and supervision. Things went smoothly for a couple of months until our daughter completely pulled the wool over our eyes and gave us the impression that this kid was an angel without wings. As the months went by it was later understood that this kid was a real piece of work. Failing at school, been detained several times within the juvenile system, constant delinquent behaviors, repeatedly steals his parentsa�� cars, is currently on probation, etc. My daughter on the other hand was the opposite, but within those months started acting out, being oppositional, failing grades, skipping school. Etc. We later found out from his parents [which they hid from us] that she was skipping school and going to their home and having sex with him, at 14 y/o. On other occasions she was even sneaking out of our home at 2:00 a.m. and waiting for him at a local PathMart, where he picked her up with his mother's car.
Last October, 2008 at around 3:00 a.m. I also found them having sex in our house and called the cops. Prior to the police officer showing up this kid completely disrespected my wife who was pregnant at the time, cursing, getting into my face and basically squared off with me, etc. He even threatened to physically take it outside and kick my ass. The police showed up at the end of this request and escorted him home. The officer also informed us that there was nothing we could do to keep him away from our home, since in Pennsylvania there isna��t such thing as a restraining order. At this time my daughter was directed to have nothing to do with this kid, even though the attended the same high school and as adults we know it was unrealistic.
Now as of 06/15/09 he came to our home with his parents to discuss my daughter's pregnancy. His parents advocated for us to sign over our parental rights and have our daughter move in with them, which is not an option with us. His plan is to drop out of high school and get 3 jobs; she plans to get on the welfare system and make use of that. We discussed our plan to have her remain in our home and have the baby. He will financially support her and be there for his kid. During the conversation he continued to argue and disrespect us, I said nothing to him; I just sat there and let him say his piece. Neither my wife nor I raised our voices or cursed at anyone.
My frustrations come from several things. We are under the impression that they intentionally got pregnant, were hoping that my wife and I got angry with her and kicked her out of our home, thus giving them the opportunity to live with each other. However we are supportive of her and only asked that he play his role throughout the pregnancy. Due to his disrespectful history with us, he will not be allowed at our home and nor will she be theirs. He will come to our home and pick her up and take her to doctora��s appointments.
In addition to the present situation her phone was taken away from her, and informed that her contacts with him will be supervised. However as of 11:00 p.m. last night, she was on the phone with him. Unbeknownst to us he had gotten her a pre-paid phone, for well over 3 months now, even though we allowed her a phone on our family plan. My wife overheard her speaking to him and asked her to bring the phone downstairs, her response, a�?What phone? Ia��m sleepinga�?; my wife entered her room and low and behold therea��s the pre-paid phone, complete defiance!! Now there are text messages in there which my daughter was telling one of her friends about the pregnancy and the conversation we had the day before. Forgive our supervision tactic, but we are unable to trust one word that comes out of her lips. One text reads, a�?My mom is such a retard . . . and my boyfriend wanted to punch my dad in his face . . . that would have been the best thing evera�?.
Now, my question to you is whata��s my position here? Why would this kid want to get physical with me? Ia��m a really mellow guy, 9
i can't put up with my mother, i can't stand her anymore, i feel like crying atm,today is my anniversary with my boyfriend and he couldn't come pick me up because his mom is at the hospital, and his dad is sick, i was kind of upset but i let it go, at 4:57 he calls me and asks me if he can pick me up and i said yeah, then he told me to ask my mom at what time should i be home, she said at 7...at freaking 7 pm, he was going with his dad to get him medicine for his diabetes so he would be at my house like at 5:30, and she still didn't change her mind, his dad said he couldn't pick me up because the poor guy has been at the hospital and he must be really tired and he needs a nap but nooo, she had to say freaking 7, i got so upset i couldn't hold back the tears,its our anniversary,why did she had to do this.
and this is not all,we recently moved away from my dad,she couldn't stand my dad anymore because hes a drunk and schizophrenic also, well all those times she would sneak out to see different guys and i would cover up for her, i would make sure my dad didn't wake up and i would always lie in order for her to be fine, i wouldn't even sleep when she was away,she tells me all her stuff and she says that im more than her daughter, im her "best friend",she now has a bf, its been like only 2 weeks since she got divorced from my dad, and one day my dadf was at my house visiting us and the guy called,my mom told him that she couldn't talk atm because my dad was there and she didn'ty want to cause any problems,the guy got all pissed off and he was like " u shouldn't care hes nothing anymore, hes your EX" and he was being verry unfair to her, she started crying and she was really depressed because of the guy's stupidity!
i sent him a text calling him an idiot i told him" oh was it too much to ask for you to wait a second or would you rather see her being all beat down or possibly dead thanks to my father?!" i was deffending my mom,but when she found out she said it was non of my business and she made me call the guy and apologize,a guy that she only met like not even a month ago, he put him before me, and i thought it was my business, she put me into her personal life, after everything i did for her she humilliated me in front of him, if i do something wrong im the first one to apologize and to ask for forgiveness, but noo that same day she made me and my small sister face him, i felt more humiliated than ever,then she was like o u want to go to your boyfriends house, and she was trying to kick me and my sis out of the guys house, almost begging my lil sis to go with me so she could be alone with him, what kind onf mother is she?!
I'm 19 years old and the girl of my dreams is 16 years old but is in her last year of highschool, we've had our ups and downs and i see myself spending the rest of my life with her, im madly in love with her and cant stop thinking of her. She has tryed to kill herself for losing me and losing her parents and her parents blamed me for that. We got into an arguement before and i pushed her so her parents filed a pfa on me i was in jail twice over it but it doesn't matter i still want to see her and talk to her. She is madly in love with me also but she will be disowned if she has nything to do with me.. She wants to be with me but her parents can't accept it and never will her dads an alcoholic and wife beater and her mom has sczophenia and shes bipolar i see signs in the daughter as well. I honestly just wanna run away with her and be happy and we've talked about it she just doesnt know because the pfa so we can barely even talk we sneak it tho but shes really worryed about it more then me...ahhhh
Facts: I'm only 17.
My boyfriend is 20.
My dad doesn't like the fact that my boyfriend has helped me sneak out like, once or twice. That's because my dad doesn't allow us to talk or see each other, at all.
Dad threatens that if he finds out I've been talking or seeing him, he'll call the cops on him.
My boyfriend and I have been together almost 3 months, we've not even come close to doing anything sexual. I'm still a virgin, and I told my boyfriend that I wasn't going to do anything sexual or anything of the sort until I was ready. He said that's completely fine, because he's the same way. So it's not like he's pressuring me into doing anything I don't want to.
I'm the type of teenager that hasn't, nor will, be pressured into anything. I know how to say "no", and I have. Many times. And I've lost friends because of it.
I've been around people a few years older than me my whole life because my brother is 4 years older than I. So I am a bit more mature than most 17 year old girls.
I just need to know, from parents, what would you do? Would you let your daughter at least talk to the boy she loves/likes? Wouldn't you at least try to get to know him?
The only contact my father has had with him is when they first met, he shook his head and introduced himself. Hasn't said a word to him since.
It's just killing me. And I don't want to hurt my father by moving out the day I graduate, because I plan on doing it. Not only to get away from him, but to show him that I can take care of myself. I'm not going to let anyone bring me down on where I want to go. I haven't yet, and I'm not going to start.
I don't care how much I care for someone, if they don't want to go along with my plans in life, then I'll leave them sitting on the curb.
Commenting on some of the replies, I've gotten my bf to help sneak me out because my dad WILL NOT even attempt to talk to him. The sneaking out didn't come until after my dad refused to get to know him. he doesnt even know ANY of my chick friends. It's just how my dad is. And I can't talk to my dad about ANYTHING. he won't even listen to my opinions on video games.
I've said sorry about everything, I've taken all the pregnancy tests and went to the gyno to let my dad know i'm not sexually active. My boyfriend has called my dad and tried talking to him. Even if I wouldnt have snuck out, my dad STILL wouldn't talk to him.
OMFG YOU PEOPLE ARE NOT GETTING THIS!!!
WE DIDN'T SNEAK AROUND UNTIL AFTER A FREAKING MONTH OF MY DAD REFUSING TO "GETTING TO KNOW HIM" AT ALL. HE WOULDNT EVEN LET HIM COME OVER TO THE HOUSE WITH MY DAD IN THE SAME ROOM AT THE TIME". JESUS!
Well, my friend and I are fighting right now. She started going out with a 17 year old and she is 14.
The guy is NASTY. He is a complete low life. I mean he has a picture on his MySpace, he's standing by a bus stop. And the caption is, "a pic of me before me and a friend broke the bus stop window."
I mean, he friggin took a bat to the window because he has NOTHING better to do.
She has never met him, he's a junior and she's still in middle school. He smokes weed and drinks.
I tried to tell her to brake up with him but she told me I was just jealous (RIGHT) and called me a bitch. All I was doing was looking out for her.
Now, they're planning to meet tonight (my friend is sneaking out) and they're going to smoke weed and drink.
I was trying to talk her out of it, and I sent her a message saying he was a "low life" and he's "disgusting".
Then she forwarded it to him!
So... I was thinking I should tell her dad about her plans tonight?
I was thinking I should send her a message saying, "I see you forwarded that messgae to your boyfriend. Well two can play at that game." (I have her MySpace password)
So, I was thinking of logging into her Myspace and forwarding the message between her and her boyfriend to her dad.
He should know that his 14 year old daughter is planning on sneaking out tonight to smoke weed and PROBABLY have sex, right?
Good idea? Or no?
It's just ridiculous, help me!
I'll pick best answer ASAP! (:
Oh, and to top it all off, THEY HAVE NEVER MET.
Because in that message between her and her boyfriend they're talking about spending the night at each others house, smoking weed, drinking, ect. I think her dad should no,.
I am a single mother, although I do live with my fiance, of four children. I was abused, neglected and told I was the reason abortions were made legal as a child growing up with my mother and step father. I moved out right before my 18th birthday when my mother and step father came to my place of work and screamed at me in front of customers for using a squirt of my mother's perfume. I moved in with my wonderful grandparents only to discover I was pregnant. I was an honor student with a scholarship to college and blew it all off to become a mother and wife. My husband left the day I told him I was pregnant with a second child and we divorced shortly after his birth. He had taken off and left us with no money any way and the marriage was over. I married a second man a few years later and we had two children. But he was a drug user, the first one was an alcoholic, and our marriage dissolved due to his use. My third husband was much older and very wealthy but he beat me and his son sexually abused my daughter, my fourth and last child, and the state moved us away for our safety. Then my oldest, who is now 18, began having issues at his father's home and so he had to move to live with me as his step mother was threatening to leave if he didn't. I was happy...until I found out what had been going on. He had begun using drugs AND stealing... ALOT! He got into so much trouble with me that he had the option to go to juvenile jail for months or leave the state! His father came and got him without my permission and he went back with them until step mom found out what he had done and had him put in a behavioral center. I MOVED back to where my safety was in jeopardy to take custody of him when he got out as he was not welcome in dad's home anymore. Much more happened and he continued getting in to trouble with the law, the other children began having behavioral issues and I found out I had bipolar, so did the oldest and two of the others had ADHD and one had PTSD from the sexual abuse. I asked for help and the youngest went to live with her father for a time and the two others, since their father was done with them, went to foster care. I got therapy, medication, parenting classes and tons of other services that were helpful and changed my life that I could not get access to otherwise. Everyone came home, except the oldest who didn't want to but ran away from foster home and then CPS begged me to take him. So I did, I love him bunches! Everyone was a lot better and I was better able to handle things. Except the oldest who was almost 18. He turned 18 after coming back into my home and has since been arrested for possession of a quarter pound of Marijuana. I was devastated. I wanted him to do so much better than I in this world and here he was getting himself a real adult criminal record, I have NEVER been in trouble with the law, NEVER been in the back seat of a police car, NEVER been fingerprinted or jailed and I was aching to my very soul for him. He did NOT go to jail. He cut a deal with the law and some underground drug enforcement, NO not the DEA, and instead of going to jail, even for one night, he is now a snitch. Since then I discovered he has a $1,000 warrant out of the county he was in foster care in and he cannot get his driver's license which means he is of no good to the drug dudes wanting to use them and they are going to probably part company with him and let him be charged. I have two other children living in my home and this is a nightmare. He comes and goes, with God knows who OR what and basically we are a motel for him. He does work but he is 4 credits shy of finishing high school through a gateway program that after missing 57 days of school while in foster care he got so behind he was NEVER going to finish but I found this for him so he could get a diploma instead of GED! I did all the checking and running and enrolling and driving. He never offers gas money but wants rides to work or to see about getting a driver's license which is quite a drive and he is lucky they did not arrest him on the spot when he tried last time the the warrants showed up. Anyway I made my neighbors mad when their boxer/pit bull tried to for the fourth time attack me and my dog and I called the police to inform them of the "leash law and no dogs running at large". The police offered that this has been an ongoing issue with them for years and they did inform them of the consequences if it continues. They got mad and called CPS on me. They said my house is a drug house...LOL, and I suppose this is based on the fact that their teenage daughters who sneak out the window or have my son and all the other boys who drink and do drugs in the home all the time doing these things. But basically it was retaliation for the dog thing based off what THEY know from hanging out with my son. Then when it is most crucial for things to be normal my son suddenly begins to go in and out again after we asked him to keep it low key and missing w
I'm only 19, but I didn't have my own cellphone until I was 18. I barely text, and when I do, it's either to my 16 yr. old sister or my neighbor that texts me when she wants me to come over and babysit her daughter.
It's obvious that the younger generations (13-17 year olds) are relying on texting for almost everything. Heck, they are even getting themselves into situations that they shouldn't be getting into. (Sexting)
When I was 14-16 years old, the only contact I had with my friends was through the internet. Instant messaging, email, etc. My dad is a super computer genius and he always found ways to monitor everything I was typing on the computer. (I still got away with things, I was a very sneaky teenager) But not a whole lot, my dad always found out one way or another what I was doing.
But nowadays it seems SO easy for teens to sneak around and get away with whatever they want, especially with cellphones and texting. Parents, do you really know what your teens are doing? I feel like when I become a parent to a teenager, I'm going to be self-conflicted with deciding on whether or not to let them make their own mistakes or do my VERY BEST in preventing bad situations....
Parents, do your young teens have cellphones? Do they text a lot? Do you often wonder what they're texting about all the time?
I was seeing this guy for a while, and things were great. I think he cared because he would come to visit me, even when he was halfway across the country (traveled a lot in his job). We always had fun and seemed to get along good, but he wanted to move in together. I told him no because I wasn't comfortable taking my daughter away from her dad.
Eventually, after months of going around about it, he finally got fed up and stopped coming to visit. I think he found someone else, but when we spoke in February, he made no definite mention of this. My mind keeps telling me to drop it and leave him be to live his life, but I feel stuck because I really care about this guy. But, he thought we should make a clean break and move on. He told me to get in touch with him if I ever got my ex out of the house.
Well, my ex moved out on his own last week. I keep picturing sending this guy my home phone number (he always had my cell...and no, it wasn't because we were sneaking around...I just didn't feel it was respectful to flaunt "the new guy" in my daughter's dad's face, but he knew about him).
I guess I'm kind of nervous because I really REALLY care about, and miss this guy, and I just want to hear his voice. Part of me is afraid that, if he is seeing someone else, and is happy, I'll make a mess of things. Plus, I'm not ready to live with anyone else...my house is a mess, and I want it to at least look decent before I allow anyone into it. If he wanted to visit right away...it would hurt him for me to say no, and he'd hate me. And...my home is on my grandparents' property, which makes it weird. I bought my home and all...but still. I feel like a failure in their eyes. Two of my long standing relationships were crap...and now that I have a daughter...I just don't want them to think I'm shacking up. This guy knows that, if I ever had the chance, he could come visit for a while...but that I just need his friendship right now.
Anyway, I think he cares...he said we'd be friends forever...and when we DO talk, he asks how I am, and how my daughter is.
Should I send him my home number? Should I wait, and chance making him think that I had another guy or something, when all I want to do is have a decent and clean home in case he asks to come visit? lol I know this is stupid, but I've never had a normal relationship...and I haven't really dated since my daughter's dad...other than dinner and hanging out with this guy...I just don't know the "rules of etiquette" in this situation...
I know I have to work on my grammar and everything, but do you think you would read on to find out more about this story? Overall I want your opinion on it so far. Its only about 730 words right now
Lies Always Fail
We all argue in life from the most little things to the most extreme things. Whether ita��s with a boy or girl or even ourselves. Ita��s the way we were raised and the way we will ever know. I thought to myself. I watched the clouds circle around the blue ocean sky, dancing into the most sinuous shapes and curves. The wind blew through my empty mind giving me the most thrilling chill to awaken my soul. I heard the birds sing their morning sorrow and the near cries of the cats scraping up whines for some old trashy food.
It began raining a short while later and the raindrops piled up on my long brown tangled hair. It was only minutes later that the thunder would come shaking my thoughts and the lightening purposely shattering every dream into a horrible mess of somber lies. The vociferous wind scurried wildly through the broken tree tops and made them dance through the pouring rain in an uncanny way. The stentorian thunder pounded down over the mountains and the lightening slowly crept between the surface of the water.
I got up from the cold wet ground and ran away as far as possible from the storm. I was alone by myself for the first time in my life, leaving me to live amongst natures course. I was told I was nothing, but a wastrel little sixteen year old girl. Thats one of the reasons I ran away into the forest to be alone. From what I remember I have always been alone my whole life. My parents died sixteen years ago in a car accident. Lucky for me I survived the crash. I dona��t know how, but I did. My mom died during the scene and my dad was dragged away in the ambulance with nothing, but pouring blood. They were on theya��re way to the emergency room when it happened. Turns out my mother was giving birth to me while my dad was driving. They found me on the floor of the old 1970 mustang. My mom already had a name picked out for me and that was Melony Maylen.
I was adopted awhile later since my aunt Stacey couldna��t take care of me anymore. I was adopted by the bloody family of the Barrens. The story about my parents I just mentioned was by them. They already had a kid of their own, Courtney Barren. She is a cold-hearted bitch, so to say. I was only eight when we started to hate eachother. She got scissors one day and cut off all my thin brown hair. Her parents didna��t believe that her daughter would do that and blamed it on me for being stupid. They sent me to my room and I remember staying in there for a full week. I was only aloud to go to the bathroom twice a day and only was aloud to eat when they felt the need I was hungry. It wasna��t all that often either.
I took the tortue they indured me through for the next eight years. Living in the hell house of bloomsbury Pennsylvania, where everyone thought the Barrens were sweet hearts. Obviously they didna��t know of the big creeps that they really were. I never had a friend to call my best and for school I wasna��t aloud to talk to anyone. I usually came home and read a book from the library that I usually stole from. Reading was one of my passions since it was the only fun thing that I actually new how to do. So much for sleepovers and parties, almost every teenager encountera��s. The only good thing about my life there wasna��t any boy or girl drama. Since I never got to experience it I kind of wonder what its like to be in everyonea��s business. I mean thats what the human life is only good for right?
The Barrens werena��t home one day when I snuck out, they went to get their daughter ice-cream and to look for a brand new car for her sixteenth birthday. Thats when I ran away. So it brings me here in the violent thunderstorm in the forest searching for some shelter and comfort from anything that happens to come my way.
so im 16 and my dad is very controlling, i dk what to do. he seems christian but im not sure anymore and whenever hes arouind us as in my sister and i he acts way diff and agressive than how he is when company is around. i have a job after school so i get out of the house more i dont have to deal with everything. i never talk to my dad though i want to so bad. i have a boyfriend/fiance but i cant tell my dad. just the other day he took my sisters and mine cellphones away for no reason and this morning he goes to my mom that we cant have bfs till were out of high school. we can never hang out with our friends or go anywhere during the weeekend my mom sometimes sneaks us behind our dads back but idnt like that. i think im falling into depression ever since i became a teen my dad just doesnt seem to be the same, my younger sister by 2 years is noticing the same thing. idk who to talk to or what to do. nothing ever pleases my dad i tried being perfect daughter but im over that. he cant talk to us normally without raising his voice. =''(( he threatened to hit my sister yesterday if she argued back to him or asked questions. he never gives us reasons for anything i hate it. we went to the mall last weekend and cam back home just 30 mins late and he barked at us for wasting money and all that. i really dk what else to do i hate it...
i really just wanna to something outrageous to just set his mind off but then i think of my mom and everything she has to deal with =(
when im 18 im going to move in with my fiance but idnt even know if i can.... im having doubts im just so sure he'll like disown me. i styaed up all night crying with my younger sister and talking to her about everything. idk what to do god he just wasn't meant to have kids......
well thats just it we dk when we can be home or not he just lets us go and says be home whenever so...
Could he be BIPOLAR???
so im 16 and my dad is very controlling, i dk what to do. he seems christian but im not sure anymore and whenever hes arouind us as in my sister and i he acts way diff and agressive than how he is when company is around. i have a job after school so i get out of the house more i dont have to deal with everything. i never talk to my dad though i want to so bad. i have a boyfriend/fiance but i cant tell my dad. just the other day he took my sisters and mine cellphones away for no reason and this morning he goes to my mom that we cant have bfs till were out of high school. we can never hang out with our friends or go anywhere during the weeekend my mom sometimes sneaks us behind our dads back but idnt like that. i think im falling into depression ever since i became a teen my dad just doesnt seem to be the same, my younger sister by 2 years is noticing the same thing. idk who to talk to or what to do. nothing ever pleases my dad i tried being perfect daughter but im over that. he cant talk to us normally without raising his voice. =''(( he threatened to hit my sister yesterday if she argued back to him or asked questions. he never gives us reasons for anything i hate it. we went to the mall last weekend and cam back home just 30 mins late and he barked at us for wasting money and all that. i really dk what else to do i hate it...
i really just wanna to something outrageous to just set his mind off but then i think of my mom and everything she has to deal with =(
when im 18 im going to move in with my fiance but idnt even know if i can.... im having doubts im just so sure he'll like disown me. i styaed up all night crying with my younger sister and talking to her about everything. idk what to do god he just wasn't meant to have kids......
well thats just it we dk when we can be home or not he just lets us go and says be home whenever so...
Could he be BIPOLAR???
I know a girl who has been in an abusive relationship. I just recently met her - the Friday before last, to be exact - at work (we started the same day). She started telling me about her 'boyfriend' (she didn't act like she was 'sure' about it). She told me a few good things, like he stopped smoking around her youngest daughter because she has asthma. Then she started opening up about how she really didn't want to be with him because he gets on her nerves and little things bother her. Finally, she started opening up about him pushing her down on the bed and choking her - but she smiled and giggled while telling me. Then she started telling me more, like him slapping her and her 10 year old daughter. Last Thursday she told me he had kept her up all night demanding that she 'take him back'. He has been staying at her house for a few days and refuses to leave... she actually had the cops escort him out of her house about a week prior to that night, but his parents dropped him back off at her house and told her that they were made for each other and to work it out. THAT was after he had bitten her so bad she STILL has the mark after OVER a week! It is about 4 inches by 3 inches - it's the biggest bite mark I've ever seen!
She cried a lot at work Thursday and I had to talk her into letting me take her home instead of taking the bus so I could take her to the police station and fill out a restraining order so they could remove him from her home. They texted back and forth and she kept begging him to leave before she got home. At one point he told her "get used to it, you are f*cked, I'm not leaving"...
She told me about him threatening her - that her girls would wake up one morning and find her dead if she ever left him. He told her that he would shoot her, and his dad has confirmed that he DOES own guns. (And his mother told her that he does have a lot of mental illnesses as well, but they obviously don't give a damn about this woman or her children because they keep bringing his *** back!)
I took her to get an order of protection against him... and he started walking down the road. I left to go pick up her son who is two years old from day care. I was gone about 15 minutes, I got back and the bastard was back! She said he came back after 5 minutes. He violated the protection order only 5 minutes after it was served to him.
When I pulled up I lost it... I've watched my mom go thru abuse... only she was literally beaten half to death - but a little or a lot, it is the same difference. I asked him wtf he was doing back and he said he needed a ride to Dandridge... I said "I don't give a f*ck you can cry me a river and float your a ss back to Dandridge" and I got her cell phone and called 911. He took off pretty fast... but the law came and they did arrest him. They told her that they would detain him for about 12 hours and let him go.
He also works at the same place (not anymore... since the protection order) - he knows when she works, where her children are, and now he knows who I am. She had told me that he would hurt anyone who stood in his way between him getting to her - but he never bucked up to me and he just stared me down. Me and her work together doing the same thing and are always right there next to each other... I'm not scared of him hitting me, I know how to fight and take up for myself, but it worries me that he might sneak in one day and pull a gun on BOTH of us. I've been calling her and asking if she is okay and checking up on her... but I'm still worried. How often do these people actually come back to get their 'revenge'?
I know a girl who has been in an abusive relationship. I just recently met her - the Friday before last, to be exact - at work (we started the same day). She started telling me about her 'boyfriend' (she didn't act like she was 'sure' about it). She told me a few good things, like he stopped smoking around her youngest daughter because she has asthma. Then she started opening up about how she really didn't want to be with him because he gets on her nerves and little things bother her. Finally, she started opening up about him pushing her down on the bed and choking her - but she smiled and giggled while telling me. Then she started telling me more, like him slapping her and her 10 year old daughter. Last Thursday she told me he had kept her up all night demanding that she 'take him back'. He has been staying at her house for a few days and refuses to leave... she actually had the cops escort him out of her house about a week prior to that night, but his parents dropped him back off at her house and told her that they were made for each other and to work it out. THAT was after he had bitten her so bad she STILL has the mark after OVER a week! It is about 4 inches by 3 inches - it's the biggest bite mark I've ever seen!
She cried a lot at work Thursday and I had to talk her into letting me take her home instead of taking the bus so I could take her to the police station and fill out a restraining order so they could remove him from her home. They texted back and forth and she kept begging him to leave before she got home. At one point he told her "get used to it, you are f*cked, I'm not leaving"...
She told me about him threatening her - that her girls would wake up one morning and find her dead if she ever left him. He told her that he would shoot her, and his dad has confirmed that he DOES own guns. (And his mother told her that he does have a lot of mental illnesses as well, but they obviously don't give a damn about this woman or her children because they keep bringing his ass back!)
I took her to get an order of protection against him... and he started walking down the road. I left to go pick up her son who is two years old from day care. I was gone about 15 minutes, I got back and the bastard was back! She said he came back after 5 minutes. He violated the protection order only 5 minutes after it was served to him.
When I pulled up I lost it... I've watched my mom go thru abuse... only she was literally beaten half to death - but a little or a lot, it is the same difference. I asked him wtf he was doing back and he said he needed a ride to Dandridge... I said "I don't give a f*ck you can cry me a river and float your a ss back to Dandridge" and I got her cell phone and called 911. He took off pretty fast... but the law came and they did arrest him. They told her that they would detain him for about 12 hours and let him go.
He also works at the same place (not anymore... since the protection order) - he knows when she works, where her children are, and now he knows who I am. She had told me that he would hurt anyone who stood in his way between him getting to her - but he never bucked up to me and he just stared me down. Me and her work together doing the same thing and are always right there next to each other... I'm not scared of him hitting me, I know how to fight and take up for myself, but it worries me that he might sneak in one day and pull a gun on BOTH of us. I've been calling her and asking if she is okay and checking up on her... but I'm still worried. How often do these people actually come back to get their 'revenge'?
Just to add - she is terrified of him. She tried to call the law that last night but he took her phone and broke it so she couldn't call.
I don't know what to do, I can't go on like this. I'm a 15 year old male 10th grader, with many, many problems. Most of these problems are caused by my dad. He's an arrogant, self centered son of a bitch and I hate him. I live alone with him and my dog, since I'm an only child, and I never see him or talk to him since he's always working. He has a friend which he says isn't his girlfriend, but I highly doubt it. He seems to do whatever to please her daughter. For example, one day he snuck her out of school and drove 2 hours to get her two industrial piercings in her ears, even though her mom wouldn't let her, and she's only 11. Afterwards, he took her to the mall...
There's also the loads of school work that I have, and I don't seem to have the time or energy to do these. I know that my dad expects me to get 90's and such, and he yells at me if he sees an 80, but, well... he's been doing a lot of yelling recently. He just seems to have fun yelling at me and finding things to tell me to bring me down.
My school is about 35-40 minutes away by car, so I hate waking up early just to get here. I would never switch schools however because it's a peaceful school, and I have many friends there. I don't have any classes with them however, and after I get home around 7 pm, I just watch TV until he comes in and turns it off to sleep, but I still stay awake just watching the ceiling. On free days, I just spend the entire day stuck in my house alone with nothing to do. I have NO friends in this town because this town is a PoS and so is the house. Also, since they live 45 minutes away and my dad doesn't care much, I'm not walking to their houses. I don't even have a bike or money. I've been BEGGING him to move houses and I've shown him options, but he just yells at me and so there is NO CHANCE AT ALL of him moving.
I've been thinking of getting a job or trying to find a gf, but I doubt anyone will wanna be with me. i know I shouldn't bother since there's like a .00001% chance of me getting a gf. Also, for a job, the closest town is a good 15 minutes by car, so I can't walk to work. If I find a job near my school, I won't be able to get a ride home so I can't. It's also the reason I barely go to town with my friends, whom I see 2 minutes before school and 2 minutes after.
There is NOTHING to help balance my depression. My only hobbies are guitar, which I never have energy for recently, and airsoft. Only problem with airsoft is that I often find myself needing replacement internal parts for my gun (Echo 1 Aug), and I have no money, so I can't order them.
I've been thinking of going to a psychologist, but again, I have no money, time or rides to go. Also, if my dad found out I wanted to go to one, he wouldn't pay them or take me and he'd end up kicking me out of my "house". Seems to me my only company in life is my dog :/
Well, there's also the problem of culture. We're from Costa Rica but I was raised in the US, and I HATE spanish food and culture. My dad, however, is the exact opposite. He only eats at stupid spanish delis and is always BLASTING spanish crap in the car with the bass all the way up, and hates it when I use my iPod. I personally love whatever, as long as it isn't spanish, and listen mostly to bands such as Opeth and Evanescence, and metalcore.
Oh, and I'm NEVER going to become religious. I personally think that religion is a load of bullshit, and I don't see how a bunch of people can follow some stupid fiction story and think it's real even though there isn't any proof, and won't accept any other theories if you shoved it right into their fucking faces.
My life sucks...
For the friends thing... I have quite a few friends at my school, but they all live about 3 towns / 45 minutes away, and I HATE everyone in this town. There aren't many people around my house in this town anyways, so all my friends are too far away for me to see them much.
And it's not walking 15 minutes... It's walking an hour, its by car that's 15 minutes just to get to the town...
The closest TOWNS are 15 minutes BY CAR
But the closest FRIENDS are 45 minutes BY CAR
... I can't walk that far
& they also lie to me, saying that the birth date on the certificate is wrong, as well as the man named on my birth certificate? They say that the man named on my birth certificate isn't my father because I'm not light-skinned like him. But he has other daughters who are brown-skinned like me. & they keep teasing me & rubbing it in my face. & my sisters, brothers, nieces, nephews, & cousins don't claim me as family because they think I'm dumb & retarded. But they claim my twin sister as family & include her because she's thuggish & gangsta like them, & I just be myself. My brother makes threats to bat me in the mouth & knock all my teeth out for confronting my mom about who my real father is. But he shouldn't rub it in my face. But my mom keeps lying about my birth date on the certificate. She may be 61, but she's childish, immature, schizophrenic, & delusional. She tells many lies. & my family members follow her delusions like a religion.
& they take it for a joke & laugh, but call me immature for being angry about it? Why do they tell so many lies & play so many frustrating mind games? Me & my twin sister were in foster care from age 5 mos. to 18 yrs. We're 25 now. But they treat my twin sister with more respect than me because we never got along, she always & still does lie on me. She does dirty crimes & blames it on me. She's been doing this ever since we can walk & talk. We weren't supposed to be in any contact with our biological family until after we turned 18. My twin sister snuck & spent time with them before we turned 18, & she kept that a big secret away from me. Come to find out, it was because she told the family dirty things about me before they can even meet me for the 1st time. Because of her lies, the family has no respect for me. We never got along. Now, the whole family lies on me, spreads false rumors, threatens me out of my $$, tries to destroy my life, beat me up, take advantage of me & think it's funny & feel no remorse.
& even after we turned 18, my twin sister tricked me into meeting the biological family by surprise, & the foster mom & social worker got mad @ me & blamed me & not her. She was the 1 who deceived ME!
It really hurts that I have to avoid them for the rest of my life in order to stay safe & successful. They tell me I deserve to be dead, & they hate me so much they don't want me to reproduce kids.
I used to be an honors student in high school, & focusing on my dreams. The foster family, my twin sister, & social worker lied to military recruiters about me, telling them to not allow me into the military because (according to them, I'm crazy & retarded). The foster mom made SURE I didn't succeed @ majoring in Biology-PreMed because she thought that me wanting to be an OB/GYN was a sign of perversion. Not the case.
We were put in foster care because our schizophrenic, druggie mom putting me in the clothes drawer shortly after birth. There were lies about that, too. She kept denying it. Wouldn't it be natural for a former foster child to confront their biological family about why he/she got taken away?
***Even though I'm 25, I wish to know who my real father is. The whole family would jump me if I asked for a paternity test. They try to belittle me by saying that me & my twin sister's dad had nappy hair & was in a wheelchair, & laughed, just to lower my self-esteem even worse. My mom is brown-skinned with coarse hair & light brown eyes. How do me & my twin sister come out with wavy & curly hair? Similar to the texture of the brother who keeps rubbing it in my face about the man named on our birth certificate not being our dad?
I don't want to be considered fatherless or a bastard. The man named on our birth certificate, we have his last name, & people say I look sort of like him & more like him than my twin sister. Our mom was probably lying & delusional, telling the other sisters & brothers that our dad is someone else, but she told me that the man on my birth certificate IS my dad. So I don't know if she lied to them, or if she's lying to me. Why do other people have a right to know who their real parents are, but for me to want to know is considered wrong & childish?
My mom tries to keep everyone away from her husband-the man on my birth certificate. If I ask to swab his cheek while she was gone from the house, he'd curse me from A-Z.
When I say "deal", I meant "cope". No, I don't want to interact with these hateful people, but I need to know the truth about who my real father is. I don't want to be viewed as a bastard.
My son is 12 and when he was 3 his dad ran away with another woman so he has never had a big male figure in his life. He has always been attached to me but i am starting to think that he is attracted to me because i was getting ready to go out with some work friends and asked my daughter how i looked my son over heard and said that i looked hot i asked what he meant and he said sexy i just ignored it but he also sneaks into my bed at night when i am asleep he also gets really angry when i say he can't sleep in my bed my mum s aware of this as well because i was going on a date last month and dropped him off at my mums my mum told him that i was on a date and she said that when she told him she thought he was going to burst into tears when i picked him up he was in a sulk for like a week i told him that i love him and that he is the male of the house and he felt better but i have to constantly reassure him. But the most weird things are that i woke up 1 morning and he was sniffing my feet at the end of the bed when i asked what he was doing he ran into the bathroom locked himself in and refused to come out but my question is does this sound weird and what help can i get
I would like you're opinions on some names.
I'm writing a story about 3 people who go to a museum on a school/college trip (they are 17/18) they sneak away from their group and explore for themselves. They find a secret door and some weird stuff happens. 2 of the 3 of them are killed by some odd creature and so on until the end. I need some help naming the characters.
so here goes.
1. Main Girl:
-17
-5'5", Mid Length Black Hair, Rock Star Style Clothes, Bright Green Eyes.
-Quiet But Confident And Popular In Her Friendship Group.
-English, But her Mother is Irish (dad was french but he left)
For her ------------ Melody, Harmony... or something else... this one is the hardest.
2. Main Guy:
-18
-5'10", Black Floppy Hair, Dark Brown Eyes, Rock star Style (when i imagine him i see joel madden of good charlotte if that helps)
-Confident And Loud, Liked By Most People
-Dates Main Girl.
-English (but family canadian)
For him ----------- Chase?
3. Best Friend:
-17
-5'4", Stylish (think paris hilton/nicole richie, socialite style), Long Blonde Hair and Bright Blue Eyes.
-Very Confident And Very Popular, Best Friends With The Above Couple.
-English
For her I have ---- Madison, or Adison?
I am english but i really dont like the normal amy/lucy/sarah etc.
i am just not into common names, i know like 6 lucy's 5 amy's and countless amounts of chloe's (thats my name :S so i changed the spelling to make it more unique) Thats why things like Harmony and Melody are what i liked, My daughter is called Wynter, something different.
Cloei
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Hi, 23 year old male here. I met a girl in an online game and we were friends for months. We both started having relationship problems at the same time and ended up breaking up at the same time. She was in Connecticut telling me she's moving back home to New Mexico since her and her bf weren't getting along. I offered a resting point in Wisconsin for her at my house and so she came and stayed for like 3 nights before returning home. We liked eachother so much that I quit my job and moved all the way to New Mexico paying for an apartment for me and her. This hit off right away I thought it was love for sure until she stopped saying she loved me and she wasn't kissing me goodbye or anything. I was being lazy about finding a job but everything around the house to fix up the apartment so she could live nicely I did. One night I was sick so I sat in bed waiting for her to join me and then I heard her leave so I tried calling her and texting her letting her know that I needed her but no response. Worried about her I got on her computer and looked to see who she was talking to online maybe that would clue me into what was going on. She was cybering with him on webcam which made me even more sick then I saw something that straight made me puke. She had been chatting with a guy who isn't her ex bf but her husband telling him things about how she's using me for money and that she still loves him. So I confronted her about it when she snuck inside at 5 am. She told me sorry she doesn't know what else to say and then she told me she didn't want to just be friends with me she was going to get a divorce and be with me and only me. Not even 4 days later she went back to him and was telling me she's moving out. I didn't want to get stuck in an apartment by myself in a state i don't have friends or family so I moved all the way to North Dakota to be with my ex gf who had her mom beg me to come stay with her. Not even a week gone the girl from New Mexico calls me up saying she's pregnant. So, she begs for me back and says she's never been so alone and talking all this suicidal stuff and I'm worried about only one thing the baby so I borrowed money from my mom and moved all the way back to New Mexico. Then the same thing happened not even being there a full month. She dumped me for her husband again. I'm wondering if she was pregnant before meeting me or if it really is mine. She says it's definately mine and says the due date is June 18th. We're still talking and on good terms but she's telling me that her husbands family thinks it's his and he's knows it's mine. They're going to give my daughter his last name and pretend it's theirs not mine, have her call him dad and everything. The catch to it all is he's in the military and she says if she gets a paternity test he would get in trouble and kicked out. I would end up spending way more time and money than it's worth if it ends up it's his kid though. Plus, if I get it tested by court I might end up having to pay child support and still not get custody since i'm living in Maryland and she's in California now. The other thing is I'm currently unemployed with no money. I could borrow money from family for court maybe but is it worth it? I don't trust this girl with my daughter but it seems there's not much I can really do about it because it's kinda more her daughter than mine. She tells me she doesn't even love her husband, it's more of a motherly bond which is kinda disgusting to me too. I told her to give the baby her maiden name but she's not going to. She's a good friend still and I can't hate her but I can't see how she calls herself human.
Last week I (im 16) snuck out to see my boyfriend, me and him walked about 3km away from my house-i was just wearing my pj's.
However, at about 2am I got a call from my mum very worried wondering where I was (she must have walked into my room)
I told her, and she came and picked me up with my dad (my bf hid before they came)
However, ever since then my mum has believed that I was sleepwalking. She aid she talked to some of her friends at work and their daughters do the same thing.
This is horrible for me because she refuses to let me stay over at anyones house now because she is afraid I might sleepwalk and go outside and hurt myself.
HELP PLEASE, how can i convince her that i wasnt sleepwalking that night. I even told her that I had snuck out but she refuses to believe this. Is there any way I can actually prove to her that I wasnt sleepwalking-please help
I have tried in so many ways to tell here that that night i wasnt sleepwalking and i have never slept walked before in my life.
She even booked me into the doctors and even the doctor agreed i wasnt sleepwalking-however, she just dismissed this fact and still beleieves that im a sleepwalker.
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