How life can change in a blink of eye., Janixa Sanchez [reading e books .txt] 📗

prolog
I am Amber Lopez and I am 18 years old.My dad left me an my mom when I was 3 years old I used to say that he would come back one day but that hope faded when I turned 11.My mom would cry every night cause she did't know what was reason my dad would leave us like that she said That he loved me like I was the only one he saw around.I would sit with my mom while she cried and comfort her.We had to move away from our house cause it had to many memories that my mom did't want to remember cause that was what made her cry.We live in orlando,florida.Now I am in house in New Britain and going to New Britain High school for my senior year.Any way one more thing I am emo and cut myself to get away from my pain inside that my dad left in my heart my mom know nothing of what i do.


FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL

I HATE to be the new kid around town that knows nothing and shows up in janurary.At least I got to my first three classes with no one to show me the way.Any way sence I was emo I didn't talk to any one but at my free class I went to the bath room and I had a knife in my book bag and took it out and I sliced both my arms they were bleeding so much I started to cry and picked up all my stuff grabed some napkins and left. when I walked out I bumped into this cute shy emo boy.I droped everything on the floor even the napkins and he saw bleeding he said he was sorry but when he said that he had his down.I told him not to be sorry it was my fault.Then he was staring at my arms for like 2 mins. Then he finally said something to me he asked why was I cutting my self.Sence I was shy I didn't know what to say I picked up my stuff and left to my next class I put on my jacket before I went in.My class was history horrible.When I got in the teacher told every one who I was and where I came from.He told me to stand up but I didn't I kept my head down the whole time at the end I put my head back up so i can see and i saw the cute emo boy agian he said, "so your name is Amber.Well my name is adam.so you didn't answer my question you know why did you cut yourself ?"I knew in my head that if I didn't answer that he would keep askin me till I answer him.I looked him stright in the eye and then we locked.Then I looked down and then up agian and said,"Meet me at lunch time at the trees near the forest and I will tell u why." he said I will and the I stormed off to the next class.


TRUTH TIME!

Theird period was over and now was lunch time so I went got something to drink and started walkin.I passed by kids who were eating and talking about they way I was dressed and looked.I didn't care any more bout what people said bout me so I just kept walking.Then I got to the trees and saw adam standing there waiting for me with a very shy face he took my hand and then dragged me a little farther inside the forest.He then stoped walking and I looked around to see many beautiful flowers every where he took one blue and red and gave them to me.Out of the blue he for the first time put up his head and saw his eyes which were bright blue like a water fall I stood there amazed all though looking like an idiot he called out my name,"Amber!"I came back to earth then he said what hr needed to say he said,"You told me you where goin to answer my question I asked you.I then said,"Oh yeah the reason I cut my self for all the horrible stuff that happens in my life."He then took my hands and told me to sit down on the ground that before I would go on with my answer to his question he was going to tell me some thing big that he has never told any one not even his parents.I can understand that u should never tell a parent any thing you do unless if it has to do with help in the body.So he picked his head up agian and we locked eyes and he started with the story.
He started off the story a little slow and scared.This is my story Amber,"When I was 2 years old I was in school and both my parents died in a car crash I was sent to a orphen house cause none of the rest of my family would take me in. When I was there I was treated like a slave we all had chours but they didn't do it so they made me do it sence the house mother was not there to watch us.They all made fun of me cuz I would always keep to my self always do my work and never get in trouble.They told me I was nerd a geek a goody two shoes.I hated all those name so when every one was in bed I would sneek out and go to the bath rooms with a knife and cut a way at my legs and arms of the pain I had in my heart.One day I really got mad at a kid who called me a spaz.I got so mad I went and packed my stuff and waited till dark when every one was sleepin.When they were I quitly escaped.I ran for 2 days and made it here to New Britain.I went to a store to get a bottle of water cause I was dieing of thrist and I had 2 dollars to get something to drink so when I went to go buy it a lady saw me and asked me if I had a home.At that time I was 9 years old.I told the lady I did't have a home and she told me to go with her and so I did.She took me to her house gave me clothes food and iteams to go to school with her boys so I did.Even then when I was with the lady now that I call mom I was shy I went to school all my life and have never talked to any one but the my mom her boys and one girl who is you.I still cry every night cause my real mom and dad are dead and I will never know if I was going to get along with them."I saw him pouring tears down and my heart was borken and one tear droped and he looked at me and told me not to cry over his story but I told him ur story is touching me it's nothing like mine.I have seen kids like you who always keep to them selves and never talk to any one but those people you know very well.I am one of thoses kids to let you.I gave him a tight hug and a big kiss on the check and he blushed and turned like if he didn't want me to see him blush.He then looked at me and said,"That is my back ground now tell me yours."

MEMORIES CAN BE HORRIBLE!


I picked up my hands that were dirty from the floor and cleaned them and put them in my lap.i looked into his clear bright blues and told,"yes of couse i wil now tell you my back ground."well i told with a very sweet vocie whitchmade him put on a big smile.i told hime then i hope you know my memories are horrible and tragic to me. he told it ok i am hear to listen and hug u with love if needed.so i started of with a little tear down.i was 3 years old and i just had gottin back from school and my mom told me my dad left and said he was never coming back. when i heard those words i burst into tear and on my knees.when i got to that part adam saw tears coming out like crazy and took me into his arms with imbrace. i kept the story goin while i was cryin.my momsaw that every night after she told me knew i would this panic attack so she took me to the doctors.they gave me meds i took them but i hardly got better i just would cry at night. then one nighti was not crying cause i told my
self that he was coming back cause he loves me.any way i was hearing the weeping come out and it was from my mom she was saying i love you with all my heart and passion and this is what you do abndon me and ur daughter just to let u know i will always love and so will your daughter i sat next to her and hugged her wiped her tears away told her not to worry he was going to come so my mom and spent every day with each other at home doing girl thing i spent all my birthdays watching movies with my mom and on my 11 birthday i stood in front of my mom told her that my hope had faded of my dad coming back cause he loves. at that i told her all of that i said is crap now it dont mean any thing i prayed and every thing and nothing happend so he is not coming back.
i kept on with the story in a little more.after i told my mom that he was not coming back at all that i did not care any more.she went to like a stage of pouring crazy tears every where.so i sat next to her all night while she was telling me things about him and crying at the same time.while i was goin to school kids would make fun of me cause i didnt have a dad to come to school and cheer me on in my games.it hurt me so much till one day i puched a girl in the nose and broke it and no ever agian made fun of me not having a dad. all though i had no friends at all so i would never talk to any at all no teachers or kids i would always sit in class and draw little pictures and notesand put them away.i lived in the same house i was abanded in sence i was little till i was 17 years old and my mom told we had to move cause she could not stand being in the same huse any more filled with so many bad memories so we moved here.now in the years of my self