So I ended up meeting Walter, actually we had gone to school together. Walter always came in the Kangaroo. Him and I became best friends. Walter had a one bedroom apartment in Staunton. I ended moving in with him. Mind you Walter was gay. We used to go clubbing at Club 216 which was a gay club. I had been there before with Petra. During that time I worked at the Charlottesville Kangaroo. I didn't much like the store but I liked working for Heather. I didn't work at that location long before I was transferred to the Mint Springs store.
I lived with Walter in his one bedroom apartment, I had a futon that I had gotten from Rent A Center and stuck it in the living room and that's where I slept. Walter and I always had fun together, we were the best of friends. We did everything together and went everywhere together. We had some good times but like I said a lot I don't remember. I am piecing together what I remember.
One time it snowed and at that time I was driving Mom's Ford Taurus. It snowed at our apartment and I got stuck in the snow. Walter's Neon wasn't stuck but mine was. Walter ended up getting me unstuck from the spot though thankfully. He went forward and backward and forward until it wasn't stuck anymore.
I became friends with a girl named Missy on Myspace. We talked a lot and become friends from there. I don't talk to her anymore now actually but we were friends for years after that. I was on Myspace a lot and so was Walter and we always took photos of ourselves and uploaded to Myspace. Walter had a desktop computer that we used. I eventually got a laptop from Rent A Center. At the time it was a brand new Sony laptop that had just came out so I had the top of the line. I still have that laptop but it needs a new battery which I have yet to buy. It is still in good condition though pretty much except it is missing a key on it because Zeus knocked the key off and I couldn't get it back on.
I dated several people while living with Walter but no one really worth mentioning because those relationships didn't last long. There was Sarah who worked at the cemetery and Julie who I am still friends with but she cheated on me but we are still friends. And then there was Kim that went to school at the Staunton School For Cosmetology. Then there was Amy, the second girl that I was in love with. I could write so much about Amy and I think I will tell you about her because she is definitely worth mentioning. I have lots of memories about her. However she had a boyfriend and he was psycho and found out about us.
Monday, November 18, 2013
Chapter 9 - My Book
After I moved back in with Mom and Dad I started smoking again. Kendall and I were still dating but that didn't last. I started talking to a girl named Meagan on Myspace and we eventually started dating. Meagan was sweet and romantic. She lived in Suffolk and came up to see me. I dated her for a couple months but the distance didn't work and I wasn't moving down there.
After I got out of the Army I went back to work at Alcoa. Petra was still working there and had been telling everyone lies about me. I worked there a couple months and quit. I couldn't work with her after all she had done to me.
I went back to work at Kangaroo Express. I liked my job there and I had met some cool people there. Marylou was working there but when they switched over to Kangaroo she left. Her daughter Heather started working there. Heather had another full time job but came to work there part time. She ended up becoming Manager and was then transferred to the Charlottesville store. I ended up following her there. I didn't like the Charlottesville store as much but I liked working with Heather.
So I was working at Kangaroo and living with mom and dad and trying to sort my life back out after the Army and the whole Petra situation. After I got back and went back to work at Alcoa Petra acted like nothing was wrong. As if she hadn't stolen twelve thousand dollars from me and hadn't told lies. I knew otherwise and so did everyone else. They knew she was a liar. So I quit Alcoa and tried to stay away from Petra. I still talked to Al. He brought me some of my stuff that he had snuck out of the house. No clothes though.
A month or two went by and I hadn't talked to Petra and Al. I got a call that Al was in the hospital. So I called him in the hospital but he didn't have much to say. Someone had told him about Petra and I and I guess he believed them and that's why he didn't have much to say to me. The whole Petra and I thing had ended not long after I moved in with them. We were only friends. Not long after that Al was found in the house laying over the bed dead. They say he overdosed on pills but I don't know if I believed it. I believe Petra killed him or gave him too many pills, that's the same thing. Well I ended up talking to Petra. And we went to Al's funeral. It was held in Covington on top of the mountain in the cemetery. Tony and I stood in the back of everybody else and we were dressed in our Army Class A's which are dress uniforms. Since Al was an Army Veteran it was a Military Ceremony. When they played the revelry and did the 12 gun salute me and Tony couldn't hold back the tears. Hence why we were standing in the back because we knew we would cry. Al was like a second father to us and he meant a lot to us. We lost a great man. She ended up selling the house and of course still had Al's truck which was his baby. After that I stopped talking to Petra because I believed or had in my head that she killed Al.
She ended up coming into the Kangaroo one night when I was working and showed me her engagement ring. She was apparently engaged to a guy that worked with us at Alcoa. Al had been gone only two months and she was already engaged. What the fuck. That made me even more suspicious of her and believe she killed Al. The autopsy results were never released but only to Petra and Al's sister. So who knows but I believed what I did for a reason. I was disgusted by her and wanted nothing to do with her.
After I got out of the Army I went back to work at Alcoa. Petra was still working there and had been telling everyone lies about me. I worked there a couple months and quit. I couldn't work with her after all she had done to me.
I went back to work at Kangaroo Express. I liked my job there and I had met some cool people there. Marylou was working there but when they switched over to Kangaroo she left. Her daughter Heather started working there. Heather had another full time job but came to work there part time. She ended up becoming Manager and was then transferred to the Charlottesville store. I ended up following her there. I didn't like the Charlottesville store as much but I liked working with Heather.
So I was working at Kangaroo and living with mom and dad and trying to sort my life back out after the Army and the whole Petra situation. After I got back and went back to work at Alcoa Petra acted like nothing was wrong. As if she hadn't stolen twelve thousand dollars from me and hadn't told lies. I knew otherwise and so did everyone else. They knew she was a liar. So I quit Alcoa and tried to stay away from Petra. I still talked to Al. He brought me some of my stuff that he had snuck out of the house. No clothes though.
A month or two went by and I hadn't talked to Petra and Al. I got a call that Al was in the hospital. So I called him in the hospital but he didn't have much to say. Someone had told him about Petra and I and I guess he believed them and that's why he didn't have much to say to me. The whole Petra and I thing had ended not long after I moved in with them. We were only friends. Not long after that Al was found in the house laying over the bed dead. They say he overdosed on pills but I don't know if I believed it. I believe Petra killed him or gave him too many pills, that's the same thing. Well I ended up talking to Petra. And we went to Al's funeral. It was held in Covington on top of the mountain in the cemetery. Tony and I stood in the back of everybody else and we were dressed in our Army Class A's which are dress uniforms. Since Al was an Army Veteran it was a Military Ceremony. When they played the revelry and did the 12 gun salute me and Tony couldn't hold back the tears. Hence why we were standing in the back because we knew we would cry. Al was like a second father to us and he meant a lot to us. We lost a great man. She ended up selling the house and of course still had Al's truck which was his baby. After that I stopped talking to Petra because I believed or had in my head that she killed Al.
She ended up coming into the Kangaroo one night when I was working and showed me her engagement ring. She was apparently engaged to a guy that worked with us at Alcoa. Al had been gone only two months and she was already engaged. What the fuck. That made me even more suspicious of her and believe she killed Al. The autopsy results were never released but only to Petra and Al's sister. So who knows but I believed what I did for a reason. I was disgusted by her and wanted nothing to do with her.
Chapter 8 - My Book
So while I was in the Army I was a rebel. I had a problem with authority. It was all fun and games for me at that time. I was immature and childish and needed a lot of growing up. That is one reason I joined the Army to get discipline and to mature. And I wanted to get away from Petra but I didn't know how. That was my way of getting away from her.
I had lots of great battle buddies. Namely Christie Leath and Missy Jenson. Two of my battle buddies I spent the most time with. We did everything together and got into trouble together.
I learned a lot while in the Army. I was a cook in the Army so of course I learned to cook. A lot of things I don't remember though. I got to travel so it was nice. I stayed in the States thankfully and didn't have to go overseas. Its sad that I let drugs ruin my memory and life in a way because a lot I don't remember. I am better now but my memory isn't the best. And some things I choose not to remember. I have blocked those things out of my mind.
I spent two weeks in the Psych Ward in January 2005 and two weeks in February 2005. With all the bullshit I was going through with Petra and everything I was going through in the Army things got a little crazy for me and I guess my head was up in the clouds. I ended up getting diagnosed with Manic Depressive Bipolar Disorder, Paranoid Schizophrenia, Anxiety Disorder, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and a few other things. The list of things I was diagnosed with is endless it seems. I don't know if I always had any of that or if the Army brought it out. But I was diagnosed with them while I was in the Army.
While I was in the psych ward I met a girl named Kendell. We ended up dating. Jenson and I would sneak off base and go hang out with Kendall. Jenson and I ended up leaving the Army and Kendall took us back to my parents.
We went AWOL. Our heads were not in the right place and I guess I kinda influenced Jenson. Jenson ended up going home and her parents sent her back to the base. My parents were glad I was home. I didn't end up going back to live with Petra and Al. I hadn't really talked to them much while I was in the Army. When I came back Petra wouldn't give me my stuff back. I just kinda had to start over. She wouldn't even give me back my clothes. What a fucking bitch. Mom had to go buy me clothes so I had something to wear. So thankful I had my parents. They bailed me out a lot. I was glad to be living with them again.
I had lots of great battle buddies. Namely Christie Leath and Missy Jenson. Two of my battle buddies I spent the most time with. We did everything together and got into trouble together.
I learned a lot while in the Army. I was a cook in the Army so of course I learned to cook. A lot of things I don't remember though. I got to travel so it was nice. I stayed in the States thankfully and didn't have to go overseas. Its sad that I let drugs ruin my memory and life in a way because a lot I don't remember. I am better now but my memory isn't the best. And some things I choose not to remember. I have blocked those things out of my mind.
I spent two weeks in the Psych Ward in January 2005 and two weeks in February 2005. With all the bullshit I was going through with Petra and everything I was going through in the Army things got a little crazy for me and I guess my head was up in the clouds. I ended up getting diagnosed with Manic Depressive Bipolar Disorder, Paranoid Schizophrenia, Anxiety Disorder, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and a few other things. The list of things I was diagnosed with is endless it seems. I don't know if I always had any of that or if the Army brought it out. But I was diagnosed with them while I was in the Army.
While I was in the psych ward I met a girl named Kendell. We ended up dating. Jenson and I would sneak off base and go hang out with Kendall. Jenson and I ended up leaving the Army and Kendall took us back to my parents.
We went AWOL. Our heads were not in the right place and I guess I kinda influenced Jenson. Jenson ended up going home and her parents sent her back to the base. My parents were glad I was home. I didn't end up going back to live with Petra and Al. I hadn't really talked to them much while I was in the Army. When I came back Petra wouldn't give me my stuff back. I just kinda had to start over. She wouldn't even give me back my clothes. What a fucking bitch. Mom had to go buy me clothes so I had something to wear. So thankful I had my parents. They bailed me out a lot. I was glad to be living with them again.
Chapter 7 - My Book
One time Petra and I decided to add a deck onto the back of the house. My money went into that deck also. And I am the one who built that deck. Petra helped a little with it but I eventually ended up finishing it and it looked good.
Al liked to garden and he had cucumbers and tomatoes and all kinds of stuff growing. I decided to grow a Sunflower. That thing kept growing and growing until it was taller then me. I was proud of myself because I hadn't really grown anything before then.
I used to go along with Al to eat breakfast with him and his best friend Ronnie at Armstrong's. They are a great restaurant and home cook their food.
Al loved to fish. He was a bass fisherman and he used to teach disabled kids to fish. I guess that's why we got along so well because he understood me because I had a disability and I loved to fish. And he treated me good, not like someone with a disability. But he was understanding of my disabilities.
Al also had a drinking problem. Petra and I used to find bottles hidden. One time when Al was gone Petra made me go through the house and throw all the bottles away. Whenever Al and I would go somewhere and come home he would pull in the driveway and sit in the truck and drink his liquor before going in.
Petra made me do a lot of things I didn't want to do. I guess I could have said no but in a way I was scared of her.
One time I was going through stuff in the attic and I came upon court papers that were Petra's. They were about abuse that Petra's son Tony and her daughter and her exes kids endured. I read about how she used to lock them up in the room and handcuff them to the bed. So I thought, Petra is a child abuser. I wondered why after the abuse Tony had anything to do with her. Her daughter didn't have anything to do with her at all. She scared me, she just had a scary, controlling way about her.
When Tony went in the Army Petra got a hold of his bank account and was taking his money. He told me about it and said he had fixed it. She couldn't get his money anymore.
Al liked to garden and he had cucumbers and tomatoes and all kinds of stuff growing. I decided to grow a Sunflower. That thing kept growing and growing until it was taller then me. I was proud of myself because I hadn't really grown anything before then.
I used to go along with Al to eat breakfast with him and his best friend Ronnie at Armstrong's. They are a great restaurant and home cook their food.
Al loved to fish. He was a bass fisherman and he used to teach disabled kids to fish. I guess that's why we got along so well because he understood me because I had a disability and I loved to fish. And he treated me good, not like someone with a disability. But he was understanding of my disabilities.
Al also had a drinking problem. Petra and I used to find bottles hidden. One time when Al was gone Petra made me go through the house and throw all the bottles away. Whenever Al and I would go somewhere and come home he would pull in the driveway and sit in the truck and drink his liquor before going in.
Petra made me do a lot of things I didn't want to do. I guess I could have said no but in a way I was scared of her.
One time I was going through stuff in the attic and I came upon court papers that were Petra's. They were about abuse that Petra's son Tony and her daughter and her exes kids endured. I read about how she used to lock them up in the room and handcuff them to the bed. So I thought, Petra is a child abuser. I wondered why after the abuse Tony had anything to do with her. Her daughter didn't have anything to do with her at all. She scared me, she just had a scary, controlling way about her.
When Tony went in the Army Petra got a hold of his bank account and was taking his money. He told me about it and said he had fixed it. She couldn't get his money anymore.
Chapter 6 - My Book
Petra was controlling and she liked to put shit in my head. She tried to turn me against my parents. During the time I was living there I didn't get to see my parents much or talk to them and I regret it now because that was time lost with my parents. She would always tell me that my parents didn't love me and that they were more my family then my parents were. I hate her for that. One time I went out to eat with Dad and when I came home man did I get the third degree. Petra was mad at me for going out to dinner with my dad. She didn't talk to me for a week after that. That was one thing that always stressed me, she would go days without talking to me every time she got mad at me or I did something that she didn't like. She played major mind games with me.
So Petra's son Tony went and signed up for the Army National Guard. He told the recruiter when asked why he wanted to join that he wanted to kill people. The recruiter said well your in the right place. So he had joined the Army. Petra kinda pushed me in a way and well Al was a Vietnam Veteran and Petra had been in the Coast Guard. So the whole family was military. And they treated me and considered me to be family so I kinda felt like it was my duty to sign up for the military. I eventually ended up signing up for the Army. It was my choice but like I said I was kind of coerced and talked into it. I went to MEPS to take the ASVAB and I failed it. Man I was so upset and disappointed. I eventually ended up taking it again and passed it. Time went by and I got ready and prepared to go off for Boot Camp. I worked out and did lots of PT.
Before I joined the Army I dumbly got a joint account with Petra. All my Army money went into that account. Do you know I got not one cent of my money while I was in the Army because Petra took my bank card before I went off to Boot Camp. She said I didn't need money in the Army. My battle buddies took care of me and bought me stuff I needed thankfully. The only reason I had money is because I did other people's guard duty and they paid me. I used my money wisely.
So Petra's son Tony went and signed up for the Army National Guard. He told the recruiter when asked why he wanted to join that he wanted to kill people. The recruiter said well your in the right place. So he had joined the Army. Petra kinda pushed me in a way and well Al was a Vietnam Veteran and Petra had been in the Coast Guard. So the whole family was military. And they treated me and considered me to be family so I kinda felt like it was my duty to sign up for the military. I eventually ended up signing up for the Army. It was my choice but like I said I was kind of coerced and talked into it. I went to MEPS to take the ASVAB and I failed it. Man I was so upset and disappointed. I eventually ended up taking it again and passed it. Time went by and I got ready and prepared to go off for Boot Camp. I worked out and did lots of PT.
Before I joined the Army I dumbly got a joint account with Petra. All my Army money went into that account. Do you know I got not one cent of my money while I was in the Army because Petra took my bank card before I went off to Boot Camp. She said I didn't need money in the Army. My battle buddies took care of me and bought me stuff I needed thankfully. The only reason I had money is because I did other people's guard duty and they paid me. I used my money wisely.
Chapter 5 - My Book
The next chapter of my life is what started it all for me really in not trusting people. And began probably me being used or it could have started with others but I think really began here. I was young, dumb and naive at the time.
I met and became friends with Petra. She worked with me at Alcoa in the warehouse, she was a truck driver. She was 42 at the time and I was around 22 or 23. I started talking to Petra and I guess we started dating or so I had thought. At least that's what she made me believe.
Petra was staying with a guy named Al. She said they were roommates. Well, they ended up getting married. And at the time I was living with Mom and Dad still and started hanging out over Al and Petra's and eventually moved in with them. That was a mistake but at the same time I learned a lot and became close with Al.
I learned a lot of lessons in life after this whole situation for sure. I was used, manipulated and controled. I still worked at Alcoa. Petra and I worked the same shift. I worked a lot of overtime to keep myself busy. I think a lot of the things I did I wouldn't have done if Petra hadn't talked me into doing them. I ended up getting a second job at Etna Gas Station which later changed to Kangaroo Express. I loved my jobs.
Petra was older so she sometimes acted like she was my mother. Al more acted like a grandfather figure or father figure. He was sweet and caring and loving and would do anything to help you. Al was famous for sitting in the kitchen and listening to the scanner. Several times he would fall asleep with a cigarette in his hand and there would be burn marks in the linoleum. And I always had to tell him to go to bed because he had fallen asleep in the chair at the kitchen table.
Petra was a very manipulative person. And very controlling. I was always giving her money and she made more then me, way more. Not to mention she was taking all of Al's money too and using him.
One time a guy from work had given me some Purple Haze from his vacation in Jamaica. Now I didn't know what Purple Haze was but I came to realize it was stronger pot then I had ever smoked. I thought it was laced with something but he said it wasn't. I laid on my waterbed but that made it worse cos the whole room was spinning. Thankfully Petra and Al weren't there they had gone to Al's appointment at the Salem Veteran's Hospital. I called Ashley cos I was freaking out and she tried to calm me down.
While I was living with Petra and Al I eventually realized that Petra and I were nothing more than friends. So I had started talking to this girl named Ashley who was married. Ashley was living in Arizona with her husband Curtis at the time. Ashley was from Houma, Louisianna. Ashley and I started dating and talked on the phone all the time. She would have to go hide away from Curtis to talk to me. I fell in love with her, the first girl I had ever been in love with and we had never even met. We only talked on the phone and the computer and sent pictures back and forth to each other and constantly emailed each other and talked on Myspace. Man was I in love with her and she was absolutely beautiful. I loved everything about her, her voice, the way she talked to me, when she called me baby. Man she made my heart skip a beat. I eventually planned on being with her but it never happened. She did eventually end up leaving her husband and moving back to Louisianna. Her husband Curtis was in the Army. Well, I eventually ended up joining the Army and I think she didn't like that one bit. We ended up for some reason stopped talking and lost touch. And it was heartbreaking. I still think about her sometimes and wonder how she's doing.
I met and became friends with Petra. She worked with me at Alcoa in the warehouse, she was a truck driver. She was 42 at the time and I was around 22 or 23. I started talking to Petra and I guess we started dating or so I had thought. At least that's what she made me believe.
Petra was staying with a guy named Al. She said they were roommates. Well, they ended up getting married. And at the time I was living with Mom and Dad still and started hanging out over Al and Petra's and eventually moved in with them. That was a mistake but at the same time I learned a lot and became close with Al.
I learned a lot of lessons in life after this whole situation for sure. I was used, manipulated and controled. I still worked at Alcoa. Petra and I worked the same shift. I worked a lot of overtime to keep myself busy. I think a lot of the things I did I wouldn't have done if Petra hadn't talked me into doing them. I ended up getting a second job at Etna Gas Station which later changed to Kangaroo Express. I loved my jobs.
Petra was older so she sometimes acted like she was my mother. Al more acted like a grandfather figure or father figure. He was sweet and caring and loving and would do anything to help you. Al was famous for sitting in the kitchen and listening to the scanner. Several times he would fall asleep with a cigarette in his hand and there would be burn marks in the linoleum. And I always had to tell him to go to bed because he had fallen asleep in the chair at the kitchen table.
Petra was a very manipulative person. And very controlling. I was always giving her money and she made more then me, way more. Not to mention she was taking all of Al's money too and using him.
One time a guy from work had given me some Purple Haze from his vacation in Jamaica. Now I didn't know what Purple Haze was but I came to realize it was stronger pot then I had ever smoked. I thought it was laced with something but he said it wasn't. I laid on my waterbed but that made it worse cos the whole room was spinning. Thankfully Petra and Al weren't there they had gone to Al's appointment at the Salem Veteran's Hospital. I called Ashley cos I was freaking out and she tried to calm me down.
While I was living with Petra and Al I eventually realized that Petra and I were nothing more than friends. So I had started talking to this girl named Ashley who was married. Ashley was living in Arizona with her husband Curtis at the time. Ashley was from Houma, Louisianna. Ashley and I started dating and talked on the phone all the time. She would have to go hide away from Curtis to talk to me. I fell in love with her, the first girl I had ever been in love with and we had never even met. We only talked on the phone and the computer and sent pictures back and forth to each other and constantly emailed each other and talked on Myspace. Man was I in love with her and she was absolutely beautiful. I loved everything about her, her voice, the way she talked to me, when she called me baby. Man she made my heart skip a beat. I eventually planned on being with her but it never happened. She did eventually end up leaving her husband and moving back to Louisianna. Her husband Curtis was in the Army. Well, I eventually ended up joining the Army and I think she didn't like that one bit. We ended up for some reason stopped talking and lost touch. And it was heartbreaking. I still think about her sometimes and wonder how she's doing.
Chapter 4 - My Book
I ended up meeting a girl named Nicki from Roanoke and we started dating. Nicki eventually moved in with me at my apartment. She was a good housewife making dinner and fixing my lunch for work. But the thing that bothered me about her was that she didn't work. When I met her she had just graduated from Hollins. I can't remember why I moved out of my apartment but Nicki and I ended up moving out and into these people's basement that they had for rent. Kathy and Eddie were there names and they were into partying and drinking and Kathy did drugs. Eddie used to be a DEA Agent go figure. We didn't stay living there long. They were overcharging me for rent. I was paying 500 dollars a week in rent which was ridiculous. At the time I didn't think about how I was getting screwed over.
Eddie and Kathy ended up getting in a domestic dispute and Kathy got her head busted open by Eddie when he threw her against the sliding glass door. Mind you Eddie did it cos he thought Kathy was cheating on him. She got a restraining order against him and he wasn't allowed on the property. During that time Kathy had all kinds of people over the house and she was doing drugs with them. Nicki and I lived in the basement apartment and weren't allowed upstairs. But one time I snuck up there after a night of their partying and found drug paraphernalia. Anyways after that Nicki and I ended up moving in with my parents.
At that point in our relationship it wasn't working out. I didn't want to be with her and she got mad when I talked to my friends who were girls. My sister Donica had just bought me a brand new pair of Vans from her store, JC Penny's and Nicki got mad at me and put hair gel in my brand new Vans. Man I was fucking pissed off. That was the breaking point for me.
I told Mom what Nicki had did and I told her I was done with Nicki. Mom and Dad kicked Nicki out. One of Nicki's friends from Pennsylvania came and got her and she was gone and out of my life. I was never so thankful to be rid of her.
Eddie and Kathy ended up getting in a domestic dispute and Kathy got her head busted open by Eddie when he threw her against the sliding glass door. Mind you Eddie did it cos he thought Kathy was cheating on him. She got a restraining order against him and he wasn't allowed on the property. During that time Kathy had all kinds of people over the house and she was doing drugs with them. Nicki and I lived in the basement apartment and weren't allowed upstairs. But one time I snuck up there after a night of their partying and found drug paraphernalia. Anyways after that Nicki and I ended up moving in with my parents.
At that point in our relationship it wasn't working out. I didn't want to be with her and she got mad when I talked to my friends who were girls. My sister Donica had just bought me a brand new pair of Vans from her store, JC Penny's and Nicki got mad at me and put hair gel in my brand new Vans. Man I was fucking pissed off. That was the breaking point for me.
I told Mom what Nicki had did and I told her I was done with Nicki. Mom and Dad kicked Nicki out. One of Nicki's friends from Pennsylvania came and got her and she was gone and out of my life. I was never so thankful to be rid of her.
Chapter 3 - My Book
So I lived with mom and dad after the breakup with Tonya. When Tonya and I got into one of our fights and had to go to court the judge told us to stay away from each other. We didn't of course and we still talked but then we eventually stopped talking and went our separate ways. I started working at Food Lion in the Deli and was making eight dollars an hour. One of my paychecks was exactly six hundred and sixty six dollars. I thought it was cool to have a paycheck that was 666.
I started talking to a girl named Carol whom I had gone to school with. Carol was in a grade below me and two years younger then me. She was in band at our high school. When I started talking to her she was still a senior in high school I believe because I remember going to the football games and watching her perform in the band. Or maybe she had already graduated I can't remember but I remember she did a lot with the band while we were together.
Carol and I started talking and eventually started dating. She was there for me through some of the Tonya bullshit. And she was there for me when Tonya beat me up the last time and she went to court with me over that situation. Carol even went to the police station with me and to court with me when I got arrested for that whole leaf blower incident. So she was there for me I do give her that much.
Carol and I spent a lot of time together and her best friend Jeremy was around a lot. He didn't have a girlfriend so he hung around us a lot. Jeremy ended up getting his own place, a trailer on his family's property and I moved in with him and Carol.
I had ended up not working at Food Lion anymore while I was still living with my parents because of some bullshit. A girl named Carol worked there at Food Lion and her sister Rachel had been after me but I didn't really want anything to do with her. Rachel wasn't my type at all. Well she wanted me to have a threesome with her and her boyfriend. Because I said no to her she had her sister Carol who worked with me tell our boss that I was sexually harassing her. Such a fucking lie I wasn't harassing Carol, I barely talked to her at work in fact I tried to avoid her most of the time. So I got brought in our bosses office and he told me about the accusations that Carol had made against me and I explained to him the situation with Rachel but I still ended up getting fired over it. Oh well I didn't really like working in the deli anyway, but it was a job.
I ended up getting a job at Alcoa through a temp agency called Express. Alcoa was a factory and paid way better. Through the temp agency I was getting like ten fifty an hour. And I eventually got hired on full time. I loved my job there and I was a Scanner and Label Maker. I worked in the warehouse and had great benefits and holiday pay and vacation. I worked twelve hour shifts from six thirty pm to six thrity am. I didn't mind working third shift cos at the time it worked for me because I didn't sleep much at night because I had insomnia.
So I was working at Alcoa and I ended up moving in with Carol and Jeremy. This is where the partying of my life began. Carol and Jeremy always had people over there house and hanging out. Those people they had over there did drugs and drank. This is where my drug use began. At that time I was more of a follower than a leader so I followed the crowd. So whatever drugs they did I also tried. We did everything from Marijuana to Heroin to Coke, you name it we did it. They were mostly pot smokers but they were always trying new things. My drug of choice was Marijuana and Heroin. Heroin was something I ended up getting addicted to. This is why I can't remember much because of the all the drugs I did back then.
While I lived with Jeremy and Carol I continued to work at Alcoa the entire time I lived there. I loved my job and I was planning on keeping my job there. I made good money and got paid weekly so that was great. Carol and I's relationship was going downhill fast. I couldn't stand that she didn't have a job and wasn't even looking for a job. All she did was party and do drugs and sleep all the time. Carol's friend Mike ended up moving in with us also. And he didn't have a job either. Carol had a job before we got together at Hardees but I am not sure what happened to that. She didn't work the entire time we were together. People kept staying at the house all the time and partying. I was trying to focus on my job and keeping my job. I was trying to be the responsible one in the house. Yes I let them influence me but I finally realized that I needed to get out of the house and out of the relationship. It was obvious that Carol wasn't going to change and who was I to try to change her. So I did something sneaky and probably wrong. Well it was wrong in Carol's eyes. Carol and I had planned on moving out of Jeremy's house and getting our own place. Well, Carol's friend lived in an apartment in Waynesboro and there was an apartment available. Carol didn't know but I went behind her back and got the apartment for myself. I signed the lease and moved my stuff in. Carol had talking to another girl, Cassie. I remember Carol and Cassie coming to my apartment and Carol being all upset because I had gone behind her back and got the place without her. She was talking to Cassie and they ended up dating but I think for not long. So I didn't cheat on her, seems like she was cheating on me. Bringing another girl to my apartment hello just throw it in my face and say yall are just friends. Come on now I am not stupid. I didn't care cos I didn't want to be with her anyway. I was actually glad that Carol was now someone elses problem and not mine.
I loved my new apartment. It had a fireplace and it was 2 bedrooms and the bedrooms were huge and it was on the second floor. The apartment was heated by a radiator on the wall which made the electric only about twenty dollars a month. I was getting paid weekly so I had plenty of money to live on because my rent was only four hundred fifty a month.
I remember on my twentieth birthday Jennifer Wimer my best friend came over to my apartment and we ate cake. For my birthday she gave me a kitten whom I named Harry for Harry Potter. He was so cute and I loved him dearly. My birthday cake had Harry Potter smoking a joint and it read Harry Pot smoker on the cake. That was the first time I ever celebrated my birthday since my mom was a Jehovah Witness and I never got to celebrate it before. While living at my apartment I smoked pot, that was all I did there. I had given up the other drugs. And the girl who lived next to me and downstairs smoked pot too so I would smoke with them sometimes. The lady downstairs had a daughter named Rachel who didn't live with her and she was around my age. I had a crush on Rachel and I think I became infatuated with her. We ended up dating if that's what you want to call it. I think she just wanted to have sex with me and that was all. We did end up having sex and after that we didn't hang out as much. We were both the more dominant type so we didn't click. But I did still smoke pot with Rachel her mom occasionally. The girl who lived below me Lisa she was Carol's friend. Lisa had gone to school with Carol and I but they were really good friends kinda like best friends I guess.
My sister's friend Shelly had dated this guy named Steve. We all went to school together. Steve and Shelly dated and had a kid together named Brandon. Steve at the time was living in Pennsylvania and wanted to come back home. So one morning after working a twelve hour shift Lisa and I rented a car and drove up to Pennsylvania to get Steve. Mind you Lisa didn't have a driver's license so I had to drove up all the way. We ended up getting lost and were heading to Pittsburgh when we should have been heading to Philadelphia. I ended up turning around finally and we made it to Steve's house. He was living with his Mom and brothers. His dad was lived in our area and he wanted to move back down here to be closer to his son and dad. He ended up moving in with me which I had offered which I later realized was a mistake. One time my friend Cindy was over and Steve was in my Ford Ranger truck showing off for her and was switching my gears back and forth which he shouldn't have been doing because my truck was an automatic and he tore the transmission out of it. Dad ended up paying for me to get a new transmission. So that pissed me off highly and pretty much did it for me. Besides the fact that he hung out with Lisa and her husband Josiah who lived downstairs below me all the time. Steve was always at their apartment. The stipulation was that he could move in with me if he got a job which never happened. I got tired of taking care of him and cleaning up after him and him not working. So I sat his stuff outside my apartment and was done with him. I think he ended up staying with Lisa and Josiah.
I started talking to a girl named Carol whom I had gone to school with. Carol was in a grade below me and two years younger then me. She was in band at our high school. When I started talking to her she was still a senior in high school I believe because I remember going to the football games and watching her perform in the band. Or maybe she had already graduated I can't remember but I remember she did a lot with the band while we were together.
Carol and I started talking and eventually started dating. She was there for me through some of the Tonya bullshit. And she was there for me when Tonya beat me up the last time and she went to court with me over that situation. Carol even went to the police station with me and to court with me when I got arrested for that whole leaf blower incident. So she was there for me I do give her that much.
Carol and I spent a lot of time together and her best friend Jeremy was around a lot. He didn't have a girlfriend so he hung around us a lot. Jeremy ended up getting his own place, a trailer on his family's property and I moved in with him and Carol.
I had ended up not working at Food Lion anymore while I was still living with my parents because of some bullshit. A girl named Carol worked there at Food Lion and her sister Rachel had been after me but I didn't really want anything to do with her. Rachel wasn't my type at all. Well she wanted me to have a threesome with her and her boyfriend. Because I said no to her she had her sister Carol who worked with me tell our boss that I was sexually harassing her. Such a fucking lie I wasn't harassing Carol, I barely talked to her at work in fact I tried to avoid her most of the time. So I got brought in our bosses office and he told me about the accusations that Carol had made against me and I explained to him the situation with Rachel but I still ended up getting fired over it. Oh well I didn't really like working in the deli anyway, but it was a job.
I ended up getting a job at Alcoa through a temp agency called Express. Alcoa was a factory and paid way better. Through the temp agency I was getting like ten fifty an hour. And I eventually got hired on full time. I loved my job there and I was a Scanner and Label Maker. I worked in the warehouse and had great benefits and holiday pay and vacation. I worked twelve hour shifts from six thirty pm to six thrity am. I didn't mind working third shift cos at the time it worked for me because I didn't sleep much at night because I had insomnia.
So I was working at Alcoa and I ended up moving in with Carol and Jeremy. This is where the partying of my life began. Carol and Jeremy always had people over there house and hanging out. Those people they had over there did drugs and drank. This is where my drug use began. At that time I was more of a follower than a leader so I followed the crowd. So whatever drugs they did I also tried. We did everything from Marijuana to Heroin to Coke, you name it we did it. They were mostly pot smokers but they were always trying new things. My drug of choice was Marijuana and Heroin. Heroin was something I ended up getting addicted to. This is why I can't remember much because of the all the drugs I did back then.
While I lived with Jeremy and Carol I continued to work at Alcoa the entire time I lived there. I loved my job and I was planning on keeping my job there. I made good money and got paid weekly so that was great. Carol and I's relationship was going downhill fast. I couldn't stand that she didn't have a job and wasn't even looking for a job. All she did was party and do drugs and sleep all the time. Carol's friend Mike ended up moving in with us also. And he didn't have a job either. Carol had a job before we got together at Hardees but I am not sure what happened to that. She didn't work the entire time we were together. People kept staying at the house all the time and partying. I was trying to focus on my job and keeping my job. I was trying to be the responsible one in the house. Yes I let them influence me but I finally realized that I needed to get out of the house and out of the relationship. It was obvious that Carol wasn't going to change and who was I to try to change her. So I did something sneaky and probably wrong. Well it was wrong in Carol's eyes. Carol and I had planned on moving out of Jeremy's house and getting our own place. Well, Carol's friend lived in an apartment in Waynesboro and there was an apartment available. Carol didn't know but I went behind her back and got the apartment for myself. I signed the lease and moved my stuff in. Carol had talking to another girl, Cassie. I remember Carol and Cassie coming to my apartment and Carol being all upset because I had gone behind her back and got the place without her. She was talking to Cassie and they ended up dating but I think for not long. So I didn't cheat on her, seems like she was cheating on me. Bringing another girl to my apartment hello just throw it in my face and say yall are just friends. Come on now I am not stupid. I didn't care cos I didn't want to be with her anyway. I was actually glad that Carol was now someone elses problem and not mine.
I loved my new apartment. It had a fireplace and it was 2 bedrooms and the bedrooms were huge and it was on the second floor. The apartment was heated by a radiator on the wall which made the electric only about twenty dollars a month. I was getting paid weekly so I had plenty of money to live on because my rent was only four hundred fifty a month.
I remember on my twentieth birthday Jennifer Wimer my best friend came over to my apartment and we ate cake. For my birthday she gave me a kitten whom I named Harry for Harry Potter. He was so cute and I loved him dearly. My birthday cake had Harry Potter smoking a joint and it read Harry Pot smoker on the cake. That was the first time I ever celebrated my birthday since my mom was a Jehovah Witness and I never got to celebrate it before. While living at my apartment I smoked pot, that was all I did there. I had given up the other drugs. And the girl who lived next to me and downstairs smoked pot too so I would smoke with them sometimes. The lady downstairs had a daughter named Rachel who didn't live with her and she was around my age. I had a crush on Rachel and I think I became infatuated with her. We ended up dating if that's what you want to call it. I think she just wanted to have sex with me and that was all. We did end up having sex and after that we didn't hang out as much. We were both the more dominant type so we didn't click. But I did still smoke pot with Rachel her mom occasionally. The girl who lived below me Lisa she was Carol's friend. Lisa had gone to school with Carol and I but they were really good friends kinda like best friends I guess.
My sister's friend Shelly had dated this guy named Steve. We all went to school together. Steve and Shelly dated and had a kid together named Brandon. Steve at the time was living in Pennsylvania and wanted to come back home. So one morning after working a twelve hour shift Lisa and I rented a car and drove up to Pennsylvania to get Steve. Mind you Lisa didn't have a driver's license so I had to drove up all the way. We ended up getting lost and were heading to Pittsburgh when we should have been heading to Philadelphia. I ended up turning around finally and we made it to Steve's house. He was living with his Mom and brothers. His dad was lived in our area and he wanted to move back down here to be closer to his son and dad. He ended up moving in with me which I had offered which I later realized was a mistake. One time my friend Cindy was over and Steve was in my Ford Ranger truck showing off for her and was switching my gears back and forth which he shouldn't have been doing because my truck was an automatic and he tore the transmission out of it. Dad ended up paying for me to get a new transmission. So that pissed me off highly and pretty much did it for me. Besides the fact that he hung out with Lisa and her husband Josiah who lived downstairs below me all the time. Steve was always at their apartment. The stipulation was that he could move in with me if he got a job which never happened. I got tired of taking care of him and cleaning up after him and him not working. So I sat his stuff outside my apartment and was done with him. I think he ended up staying with Lisa and Josiah.
Chapter 2 - My Book
Chapter 2
The first real relationship I was in was with Tonya. I guess I was excited to have a first relationship and was all into Tonya. She had died blond hair and was taller than me. She was bigger than me also I make a point to say this but you will realize why later.
At that time I was living with Mom and Dad and I was 19 years old. I worked at Walmart at the time. I worked there before I met Tonya but met her while I was working there. While working at Wal-Mart I worked with a guy named Charlie. Charlie worked in the electronics department. Charlie was married to Samantha, she was a fiery red head. Tonya and Samantha were friends or more like sisters really. I think they are related somehow, maybe not though. They always called each other sister. I ended up moving in with Charlie and Samantha who also lived with Scott and Jessie. I had fun living with them but at the same time towards the end I didn't like living there. Charlie ended up keeping or trying to keep my stuff. Jessie let me in the house to get my stuff while Charlie was gone. He ended up turning out to be an asshole.
I ended up moving back in with Mom and dad after that. And I still was working at Wal-Mart. I worked there only a couple months. From August 2000 to December 2000. I quit before Christmas because Tonya wanted me to quit my job so I did. I was dumb to quit my job for her because Wal-Mart wasn't a bad job. I was just a cashier but I liked my job. Tonya and I ended up moving in with her mom. Her mom made us sleep apart which I didn't mind. Tonya kept me on an emotional rollercoaster. She was controlling and mean. We ended up getting an apartment thanks to her mom who paid for it.
I got a job at Sheetz. I started working at the Harrisonburg Sheetz and then they built the Sheetz in Staunton and I was transferred there. I didn't work there but about 3 months. The only thing I disliked about that job was making food in MTO. I don't remember a lot from Tonya and I'd relationship because I blocked out a lot. It was a toxic relationship. Tonya drank and she hung out with the wrong people. One night she was drinking and her friend Mikey was over there and a fight ended up ensuing and I ended up getting slammed against the wall, choked, and face was bruised and I had a black eye. All thanks to Tonya and her friend. One time Tonya picked me up from Sheetz in Harrisonburg and on the way home she stopped at the rest stop off the interstate and left me. She eventually came back for me. We had gotten into a fight and she got mad and left me. I was 19 and didn't have my license yet so I relied on her to take me to work. I also relied on my dad because several times he had to take me to work when I worked at the Sheetz in Staunton because Tonya wouldn't take me to work. She was being a bitch like she always was towards me. When Tonya assaulted me we ended up going to court because I went to the cops on her. After that I ended up moving back in with my parents because Tonya's mom and my mom said enough was enough. Especially because it got to the point where all we did was fight and argue. And I fought back eventually. We had bruises on us from our fighting. When I moved out mom went with me to get my stuff and Tonya's sister Tammy was there and she wouldn't let me get my stuff back. So I had to leave my stuff there because they wouldn't give it back to me. So I left my stuff behind because well Tammy was way taller and bigger than me and known to fight and I wasn't about to fight with her.
While I worked at Sheetz they had a Sheetz Day at Kings Dominion and Tonya and I went to it. I remember before we went Tonya stopped at the ATM and put blank pieces of paper in there as if she was depositing checks. She got $200 and we were on our way. We stayed the night down there and Tonya's mom called the next morning to tell us that the cops were looking for us because she stole $200 out of the ATM. Not to mention she stole items out of the hotel room. When I got back to work one day my Manager came up to me and said that someone from the hotel had called him and said I stole stuff from the hotel. I was like what the hell. I don't know how I was tracked down but I was getting the blame. I told my Manager I wasn't the one responsible. I didn't get in trouble thankfully. Tonya was a bad egg and I should have seen it.
You can't forget the time she wrote bad checks. We had a joint account so of course we both get the blame even though it wasn't my fault. I take responsibility for my actions but not when I am not to blame. Tonya and I had two friends Susan and Tara who wrote bad checks and they got away with it so I assume by her writing checks she would get away with it. Mind you I worked at Wal-Mart so they knew who I was. Tonya wrote bad checks everywhere even to Wal-Mart. And since my name was also on the check of course I get blamed. They threatened to call the cops. My mom and dad ended up paying for it so I wouldn't go to jail. My parents bailed me out a lot.
Tonya was a bad person to be with and she got me into a lot of trouble. One time we went to visit her father's grave and her sister and her boyfriend were with us. Mind you her sister was like 30 something dating a 16 year old. We had a dog and I stayed in the truck with the dog. Tonya and everyone got out and went into the gate to visit the grave. I never went in the gate and only got out to let the dog per. Gino her sisters boyfriend stole a leaf blower. The cops ended up being called about that. And it had been left in Tonya's truck. The cops came to our apartment and questioned us. I knew nothing about it and Tonya lied and wouldn't tell who stole it so they arrested us all. The charges ended up being dropped and the judge said I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
So many close calls with her where I could have seriously gotten into trouble. I eventually got away from her thankfully. And life was better after that. Do you know Tonya never once worked the entire time we were together. She was lazy and didn't work the whole time we were together. She worked before we got together at some cleaning company.
After Tonya I ended up talking to a girl named Carol that I had gone to school with. This is where stuff got crazy in my life. Meeting Carol wasn't a mistake but we weren't meant to be. Yet another toxic relationship. The next chapter of my life is where my memory problems come from.
The first real relationship I was in was with Tonya. I guess I was excited to have a first relationship and was all into Tonya. She had died blond hair and was taller than me. She was bigger than me also I make a point to say this but you will realize why later.
At that time I was living with Mom and Dad and I was 19 years old. I worked at Walmart at the time. I worked there before I met Tonya but met her while I was working there. While working at Wal-Mart I worked with a guy named Charlie. Charlie worked in the electronics department. Charlie was married to Samantha, she was a fiery red head. Tonya and Samantha were friends or more like sisters really. I think they are related somehow, maybe not though. They always called each other sister. I ended up moving in with Charlie and Samantha who also lived with Scott and Jessie. I had fun living with them but at the same time towards the end I didn't like living there. Charlie ended up keeping or trying to keep my stuff. Jessie let me in the house to get my stuff while Charlie was gone. He ended up turning out to be an asshole.
I ended up moving back in with Mom and dad after that. And I still was working at Wal-Mart. I worked there only a couple months. From August 2000 to December 2000. I quit before Christmas because Tonya wanted me to quit my job so I did. I was dumb to quit my job for her because Wal-Mart wasn't a bad job. I was just a cashier but I liked my job. Tonya and I ended up moving in with her mom. Her mom made us sleep apart which I didn't mind. Tonya kept me on an emotional rollercoaster. She was controlling and mean. We ended up getting an apartment thanks to her mom who paid for it.
I got a job at Sheetz. I started working at the Harrisonburg Sheetz and then they built the Sheetz in Staunton and I was transferred there. I didn't work there but about 3 months. The only thing I disliked about that job was making food in MTO. I don't remember a lot from Tonya and I'd relationship because I blocked out a lot. It was a toxic relationship. Tonya drank and she hung out with the wrong people. One night she was drinking and her friend Mikey was over there and a fight ended up ensuing and I ended up getting slammed against the wall, choked, and face was bruised and I had a black eye. All thanks to Tonya and her friend. One time Tonya picked me up from Sheetz in Harrisonburg and on the way home she stopped at the rest stop off the interstate and left me. She eventually came back for me. We had gotten into a fight and she got mad and left me. I was 19 and didn't have my license yet so I relied on her to take me to work. I also relied on my dad because several times he had to take me to work when I worked at the Sheetz in Staunton because Tonya wouldn't take me to work. She was being a bitch like she always was towards me. When Tonya assaulted me we ended up going to court because I went to the cops on her. After that I ended up moving back in with my parents because Tonya's mom and my mom said enough was enough. Especially because it got to the point where all we did was fight and argue. And I fought back eventually. We had bruises on us from our fighting. When I moved out mom went with me to get my stuff and Tonya's sister Tammy was there and she wouldn't let me get my stuff back. So I had to leave my stuff there because they wouldn't give it back to me. So I left my stuff behind because well Tammy was way taller and bigger than me and known to fight and I wasn't about to fight with her.
While I worked at Sheetz they had a Sheetz Day at Kings Dominion and Tonya and I went to it. I remember before we went Tonya stopped at the ATM and put blank pieces of paper in there as if she was depositing checks. She got $200 and we were on our way. We stayed the night down there and Tonya's mom called the next morning to tell us that the cops were looking for us because she stole $200 out of the ATM. Not to mention she stole items out of the hotel room. When I got back to work one day my Manager came up to me and said that someone from the hotel had called him and said I stole stuff from the hotel. I was like what the hell. I don't know how I was tracked down but I was getting the blame. I told my Manager I wasn't the one responsible. I didn't get in trouble thankfully. Tonya was a bad egg and I should have seen it.
You can't forget the time she wrote bad checks. We had a joint account so of course we both get the blame even though it wasn't my fault. I take responsibility for my actions but not when I am not to blame. Tonya and I had two friends Susan and Tara who wrote bad checks and they got away with it so I assume by her writing checks she would get away with it. Mind you I worked at Wal-Mart so they knew who I was. Tonya wrote bad checks everywhere even to Wal-Mart. And since my name was also on the check of course I get blamed. They threatened to call the cops. My mom and dad ended up paying for it so I wouldn't go to jail. My parents bailed me out a lot.
Tonya was a bad person to be with and she got me into a lot of trouble. One time we went to visit her father's grave and her sister and her boyfriend were with us. Mind you her sister was like 30 something dating a 16 year old. We had a dog and I stayed in the truck with the dog. Tonya and everyone got out and went into the gate to visit the grave. I never went in the gate and only got out to let the dog per. Gino her sisters boyfriend stole a leaf blower. The cops ended up being called about that. And it had been left in Tonya's truck. The cops came to our apartment and questioned us. I knew nothing about it and Tonya lied and wouldn't tell who stole it so they arrested us all. The charges ended up being dropped and the judge said I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
So many close calls with her where I could have seriously gotten into trouble. I eventually got away from her thankfully. And life was better after that. Do you know Tonya never once worked the entire time we were together. She was lazy and didn't work the whole time we were together. She worked before we got together at some cleaning company.
After Tonya I ended up talking to a girl named Carol that I had gone to school with. This is where stuff got crazy in my life. Meeting Carol wasn't a mistake but we weren't meant to be. Yet another toxic relationship. The next chapter of my life is where my memory problems come from.
Chapter 1 - My Book
Growing up I used to spend a lot of time on the internet. Back then everyone used Compuserve and Aol. And of course all we had was Dialup. We had a brand new Packerd Bell back then. I don't think they even make Packerd Bell anymore. And back then HP computers were known as Hewlett Packerd. I spent a lot of time chatting in chat rooms. I remember one chat room I liked to go in, it was a Haunted House Chat Room. I met this girl Ilana who lived in California, she was bisexual and had a boyfriend. We started chatting and she became my online girlfriend. She sent me pictures of her and we chatted a lot. She was older then me, she was 18 and I was 16. Mom and Dad found out about her and didn't like it. They were gonna take my internet privilages away. They said I was probably chatting to a man and I didn't know who I was chatting with. Which is true it could have been someone else but I was convinced otherwise. I was young and naive. I stopped talking to Ilana eventually because she said her boyfriend found out about us. After that I chatted with other girls online. I spent a lot of time on the computer. Hey at least I wasn't out getting in trouble or doing drugs.
The kids I hung out with in school were kids who lived in my neighborhood and they were younger then me. I didn't get along with kids in my grade. I think mostly because they were more mature then me and the younger kids were on the same maturity level as me. Or it could have been that the younger kids I hung out with accepted me being a lesbian and the kids in my grade didn't, they made fun of me and called me hurtful names. The kids in my grade weren't really my age either but they were still more mature then me. I got held back in second grade so I was always older then the kids in my grade. The group of kids I hung out with were in the grade below me and some were in my sister's grade and a couple were in grades lower than that. I always hung out with the younger kids. They accepted me and didn't care if I was gay or not. They liked who I was and my personality. Some of the kids who came in our group did drugs. I tried it once or twice but never got hooked or addicted to it. I had tried it because I didn't want them to think I was lame but after knowing they did drugs I decided not to hang out with them and they weren't really apart of our group because we didn't do drugs. My group of friends were skaters, goths and outcasts, writers, artists and poets but we all accepted each other.
My best friend was Karen but she was a grade above me and she graduated. Karen and I have been friends since elementary school. We first met on the school bus. Karen was the girl on the bus that never talked, she was very shy. One day i decided I was going to make her talk. So I kept talking to her and being goofy and trying to make her talk. Finally she started laughing at me cos I was being silly. After that we became friends. And I am glad that we are friends. She has been my best friend for over 13 years. Karen was like a sister to me, we did everything together. She used to go everywhere with my family. We would go shopping and go to the malls. We had so much fun as a kids. Things changed when we got older and Karen got married and moved away. Karen just recently in the past couple months got seperated and lives back here in Stuarts Draft with her parents. I went down there with my current partner and love of my life Jen. Jen and I went down there in her VW Bug and got Karen. Man we had the car packed. It was a tight squeeze. It is nice to have Karen back home. I am glad to have Karen home finally. We need to catch up on lost time that we missed. Karen lived in Georgia with her husband for so many yeara and I missed her. I am glad she's back because she seems happier now that she's home. She didn't seem happy living in Georgia. And I never really did like her husband at all.
So since Karen had graduated before me I hung out a lot with my other best friend Jennifer. Jennifer was gothic and she wore white makeup on her face and wore a dozen necklaces. People knew who she was in the neighborhood because she stood out. They would call her names like freak and it pissed me off. I didn't care what Jennifer looked like. I liked her personality and we got along great. We had a lot in common even though she was my sister's age. We were always hanging out and doing this or that together. Our parents talked and would always call each other to check on where we were at. We walked home from school together and we were always walking somewhere.
I miss those days of being a kid and having so much fun, oh the memories. If only I could go back to those days, I would be more appreciative of being a kid and spending time with my friends. I had a good childhood and I was truly blessed. I have great parents who gave me everything they could and sacrificed so much for my sister and I. My parents worked hard so my sister and I could have what we did. Every year before school my parents would take us out to get new clothes and school supplies. Dad would take us out to get brand new shoes. I always had Jordans or Nikes or Reeboks. I remember I had the shoes that pumped up, they were cool and in style back then. Oh and you can't forget the Starter Jackets. I had a Washington Redskins Starter Jacket and my sister Donica had an Atlanta Braves jacket. And do you remember Teddy Ruxpkin? I had one and I loved him. I think I still have him but he doesn't work like he used too. I wonder if they still sell him. They should bring him back cos kids these days would love to play with him. I had such a great childhood.
I used to give my toys away to kids in the neighborhood that didn't have much. I felt bad for them so I wanted them to have something too. I learned to be giving and grateful at a young age. I wasn't a selfish kid well maybe with my sister I was. I am glad and grateful I have a sister. It was nice growing up with my sister, we were inseperable. I love my sister, she has grown to be a fine young woman. She got married to a guy named Mike and they had a daughter named Kaylee. I love my Niece, she is so adorable and she acts just like me. Haha and I love it that she is like me. Donica doesn't like it so much because Kaylee can be a handful sometimes. My mom has a picture of me and I was sitting on the floor and I had pulled all the pots and pans out of the cabinet. Kaylee is famous for pulling all the canned goods out of the cabinet. Lol so like me.
In high school I didn't ever have a relationship with a girl because well there were no other lesbians in my school or around me. No relationship for me unless you count Ilana which was an online relationship. I talked to several girls online but none of them were as serious as Ilana that's why I don't remember them very well. I definitely don't remember names and can't really remember faces either even though I had pictures of them. I don't have those pictures anymore they were on floppy disks which I have no idea where those are. Probably some ex took them which pisses me off.
I hate when people steal my memories. They are mine not yours why the hell do you want them, they are nothing to you but everything to me. Through all my exes and our breakups I have lost so much stuff. Several have kept my stuff and wouldn't give it back others I just left the stuff because I didn't want to go back. I had some bad breakups.
I got my first job at the hospital while I was a junior in high school. I got it through some program for kids who had disabilities. So my first job was in housekeeping at the hospital. At first I liked it and I was happy to have a job. And it was nice to have my own money. Eventually I grew tired of the job. I didn't like cleaning up after others. Plus there's so many germs in a hospital and I wasn't trying to catch anything.
The kids I hung out with in school were kids who lived in my neighborhood and they were younger then me. I didn't get along with kids in my grade. I think mostly because they were more mature then me and the younger kids were on the same maturity level as me. Or it could have been that the younger kids I hung out with accepted me being a lesbian and the kids in my grade didn't, they made fun of me and called me hurtful names. The kids in my grade weren't really my age either but they were still more mature then me. I got held back in second grade so I was always older then the kids in my grade. The group of kids I hung out with were in the grade below me and some were in my sister's grade and a couple were in grades lower than that. I always hung out with the younger kids. They accepted me and didn't care if I was gay or not. They liked who I was and my personality. Some of the kids who came in our group did drugs. I tried it once or twice but never got hooked or addicted to it. I had tried it because I didn't want them to think I was lame but after knowing they did drugs I decided not to hang out with them and they weren't really apart of our group because we didn't do drugs. My group of friends were skaters, goths and outcasts, writers, artists and poets but we all accepted each other.
My best friend was Karen but she was a grade above me and she graduated. Karen and I have been friends since elementary school. We first met on the school bus. Karen was the girl on the bus that never talked, she was very shy. One day i decided I was going to make her talk. So I kept talking to her and being goofy and trying to make her talk. Finally she started laughing at me cos I was being silly. After that we became friends. And I am glad that we are friends. She has been my best friend for over 13 years. Karen was like a sister to me, we did everything together. She used to go everywhere with my family. We would go shopping and go to the malls. We had so much fun as a kids. Things changed when we got older and Karen got married and moved away. Karen just recently in the past couple months got seperated and lives back here in Stuarts Draft with her parents. I went down there with my current partner and love of my life Jen. Jen and I went down there in her VW Bug and got Karen. Man we had the car packed. It was a tight squeeze. It is nice to have Karen back home. I am glad to have Karen home finally. We need to catch up on lost time that we missed. Karen lived in Georgia with her husband for so many yeara and I missed her. I am glad she's back because she seems happier now that she's home. She didn't seem happy living in Georgia. And I never really did like her husband at all.
So since Karen had graduated before me I hung out a lot with my other best friend Jennifer. Jennifer was gothic and she wore white makeup on her face and wore a dozen necklaces. People knew who she was in the neighborhood because she stood out. They would call her names like freak and it pissed me off. I didn't care what Jennifer looked like. I liked her personality and we got along great. We had a lot in common even though she was my sister's age. We were always hanging out and doing this or that together. Our parents talked and would always call each other to check on where we were at. We walked home from school together and we were always walking somewhere.
I miss those days of being a kid and having so much fun, oh the memories. If only I could go back to those days, I would be more appreciative of being a kid and spending time with my friends. I had a good childhood and I was truly blessed. I have great parents who gave me everything they could and sacrificed so much for my sister and I. My parents worked hard so my sister and I could have what we did. Every year before school my parents would take us out to get new clothes and school supplies. Dad would take us out to get brand new shoes. I always had Jordans or Nikes or Reeboks. I remember I had the shoes that pumped up, they were cool and in style back then. Oh and you can't forget the Starter Jackets. I had a Washington Redskins Starter Jacket and my sister Donica had an Atlanta Braves jacket. And do you remember Teddy Ruxpkin? I had one and I loved him. I think I still have him but he doesn't work like he used too. I wonder if they still sell him. They should bring him back cos kids these days would love to play with him. I had such a great childhood.
I used to give my toys away to kids in the neighborhood that didn't have much. I felt bad for them so I wanted them to have something too. I learned to be giving and grateful at a young age. I wasn't a selfish kid well maybe with my sister I was. I am glad and grateful I have a sister. It was nice growing up with my sister, we were inseperable. I love my sister, she has grown to be a fine young woman. She got married to a guy named Mike and they had a daughter named Kaylee. I love my Niece, she is so adorable and she acts just like me. Haha and I love it that she is like me. Donica doesn't like it so much because Kaylee can be a handful sometimes. My mom has a picture of me and I was sitting on the floor and I had pulled all the pots and pans out of the cabinet. Kaylee is famous for pulling all the canned goods out of the cabinet. Lol so like me.
In high school I didn't ever have a relationship with a girl because well there were no other lesbians in my school or around me. No relationship for me unless you count Ilana which was an online relationship. I talked to several girls online but none of them were as serious as Ilana that's why I don't remember them very well. I definitely don't remember names and can't really remember faces either even though I had pictures of them. I don't have those pictures anymore they were on floppy disks which I have no idea where those are. Probably some ex took them which pisses me off.
I hate when people steal my memories. They are mine not yours why the hell do you want them, they are nothing to you but everything to me. Through all my exes and our breakups I have lost so much stuff. Several have kept my stuff and wouldn't give it back others I just left the stuff because I didn't want to go back. I had some bad breakups.
I got my first job at the hospital while I was a junior in high school. I got it through some program for kids who had disabilities. So my first job was in housekeeping at the hospital. At first I liked it and I was happy to have a job. And it was nice to have my own money. Eventually I grew tired of the job. I didn't like cleaning up after others. Plus there's so many germs in a hospital and I wasn't trying to catch anything.
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