RE: What's the alonest you've ever been?
November 22, 2017 at 6:43 pm
(This post was last modified: November 22, 2017 at 6:44 pm by Haipule.)
Bad alone:
I was a good looking popular kid and good at all sports and a top student. The girls would constantly chase me which annoyed me because of what they did to me when they caught me! I had no capacity to understand them, so I ran, and ran. One Sunday, I awoke to about a dozen little girls in my front yard waiting for me to come out. My mother gave them all pencil and paper to write notes and she has kept them.
One day I was trying to play with my friends when the girls showed up. We ran separately and met at an abandoned house in a forest. We crawled into the attic space to hide. There we found bullet making equipment. We took the packs of black powder and got ahold of some matches and made sparkley things.
We then made the big one but, it did not work. When I went to investigate it, it exploded in my face. The eyewitnesses said it blew me about 15ft in the air. That device blew the shoes and socks off my feet and started a fire. I was left for dead.
One kid behind me was also badly burned and his bother carried him home and then he came back for me. I came-to and he helped me out of the forest. Then all the neighbor moms came to help. My shirt was still on fire when they cut it off.
I was 9rs old, blind and disfigured beyond recognition.
I eventually got most of my sight back. I went through 6yrs of reconstruction surgery.
For those 6yrs I was completely ostracized by my peers. Of all the things and thoughts I had to go through. That part still makes me cry. I am in tears.
I was a good looking popular kid and good at all sports and a top student. The girls would constantly chase me which annoyed me because of what they did to me when they caught me! I had no capacity to understand them, so I ran, and ran. One Sunday, I awoke to about a dozen little girls in my front yard waiting for me to come out. My mother gave them all pencil and paper to write notes and she has kept them.
One day I was trying to play with my friends when the girls showed up. We ran separately and met at an abandoned house in a forest. We crawled into the attic space to hide. There we found bullet making equipment. We took the packs of black powder and got ahold of some matches and made sparkley things.
We then made the big one but, it did not work. When I went to investigate it, it exploded in my face. The eyewitnesses said it blew me about 15ft in the air. That device blew the shoes and socks off my feet and started a fire. I was left for dead.
One kid behind me was also badly burned and his bother carried him home and then he came back for me. I came-to and he helped me out of the forest. Then all the neighbor moms came to help. My shirt was still on fire when they cut it off.
I was 9rs old, blind and disfigured beyond recognition.
I eventually got most of my sight back. I went through 6yrs of reconstruction surgery.
For those 6yrs I was completely ostracized by my peers. Of all the things and thoughts I had to go through. That part still makes me cry. I am in tears.
