When I was 13 I texted my mom and told her I was pregnant. The problem is that i meant to say "practicing".
When I was in the 1st grade. These guys' taught me what gay meant. They told me it was liking guys. So, me being a girl and only having a partial definition, I was like." does that make me gay? I like boys" they started laughing and never told me anything. I walked around saying I was gay in, 1st, 2nd, and 3rd grade. and I was frequently laughed at and I thought It was funny too. Until i told my mom.
One night, it was dark and rainy, and i ran over a fourteen years old kid. Now he is in a coma, and i later found out that he is an orphan. I go visit him every day, and nobody knows if he'll wake up or not. In the meantime my wife and i adopted him.
I think I'm in love with a psycho. He's mean but sweet at times without trying to be. He reads these secrets, I hope he'll tell me how he feels.
When I was 11 my grandma told me that when someone dies they void their bowels. I didn't understand what she meant fully so when I got pretty bad diarrhea one day, I thought I was going to die and I gave away all my pokemon cards...