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I want to remind you that we all go through challenges and obstacles. We can't go back and change what happened. All we can do is our best at the end of the day and learn from experience so we don't end up repeating the same mistakes.
If you ever want to message me about anything, feel free to PM me and I will answer back as soon as possible.
Thanks so much for stopping by, have a great day wherever you are in whatever time zone you are in!
So, I bet you're wondering... (Part III)
Posted August 17th 2013 at 02:12 AM by CrusadingAvenger
Even after the few days that went by, she still looked like she wanted to be left alone. During the second week, it was her birthday, and I decided to get Anne a meaningful card. She said thank you, but I got the impression that she didn't really appreciate it entirely. Before she ignored me, she told me the day after her birthday that she spent her birthday just playing soccer by herself (she likes playing soccer by the way, and she actually tried out for the team at school and made it). It was sad really. First homesick, break-up with a boyfriend, and now, birthday all alone with no one to celebrate it with.
Anyways, after I left her alone for a few days, I began trying to talk to her again. Unfortunately, she was just doing the same thing. Sometimes she would look at me and then turn away, or pretend she didn't hear me at all. So, what did I do? I just did what I could, but in the end, all I could really say to her was just a simple hi, and then continue on with whatever I'm doing. I was really worried about her. I expressed my concern for her during the third week of school, but she wouldn't listen or acknowledge. I felt terrible. I couldn't help but think about her. After the end of the third week of school, she disappeared. At first I thought she was just absent, but after a whole week went by, I realized she moved out without saying goodbye...
It tore me apart when I found that out. I was thinking that maybe I was part of the reason that she left because majority of the time, I wouldn't stop asking her what was wrong. I took it real hard, and went into a 3-month depression. I felt like no one really cared about me. I felt that I was just another face among the many teens in the school. My close buddies tried to comfort me, and even though I told them I'll be okay, they knew for a fact that I wasn't. Ever since I went into high school, I had hopes of meeting a wonderful, special someone, and I really felt that I did when I met Anne. There was a part of me that never felt any freer than when I was with her.
I spent a lot of days and nights wishing I could've done something different and maybe prevented her from leaving, but the fact is, there wasn't anything I could do to prevent her from leaving. As for how I got out of my 3-month depression, one night, the day before my birthday, I cried outside the house at night.
I was so tired of being pushed away by girls, and I felt like there would never be a girl out there for me... So, as I was gazing out at the night sky, I told myself "If there was one wish I could make, it's to meet the girl of my dreams, be loved by her, and cared for no matter what." It was at that point one thing needed to be done: I needed to make a change with my life. (Continued in Part IV)
Anyways, after I left her alone for a few days, I began trying to talk to her again. Unfortunately, she was just doing the same thing. Sometimes she would look at me and then turn away, or pretend she didn't hear me at all. So, what did I do? I just did what I could, but in the end, all I could really say to her was just a simple hi, and then continue on with whatever I'm doing. I was really worried about her. I expressed my concern for her during the third week of school, but she wouldn't listen or acknowledge. I felt terrible. I couldn't help but think about her. After the end of the third week of school, she disappeared. At first I thought she was just absent, but after a whole week went by, I realized she moved out without saying goodbye...
It tore me apart when I found that out. I was thinking that maybe I was part of the reason that she left because majority of the time, I wouldn't stop asking her what was wrong. I took it real hard, and went into a 3-month depression. I felt like no one really cared about me. I felt that I was just another face among the many teens in the school. My close buddies tried to comfort me, and even though I told them I'll be okay, they knew for a fact that I wasn't. Ever since I went into high school, I had hopes of meeting a wonderful, special someone, and I really felt that I did when I met Anne. There was a part of me that never felt any freer than when I was with her.
I spent a lot of days and nights wishing I could've done something different and maybe prevented her from leaving, but the fact is, there wasn't anything I could do to prevent her from leaving. As for how I got out of my 3-month depression, one night, the day before my birthday, I cried outside the house at night.
I was so tired of being pushed away by girls, and I felt like there would never be a girl out there for me... So, as I was gazing out at the night sky, I told myself "If there was one wish I could make, it's to meet the girl of my dreams, be loved by her, and cared for no matter what." It was at that point one thing needed to be done: I needed to make a change with my life. (Continued in Part IV)
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