After a while, a guy i knew, came online to talk. He was one of my other best friends. He told me somethin sad, wah. That he was moving to Nevada, all the way on the other side of the country.
My friend tried to make me happy, and she sorta did. cuz eventually i stopped crying, but i remember i was sad for the next week or so. even when i was being poked with needles and throwing up constantly w/ fevers, i was thinking about him and how much i was going to miss him.
anyways, that night. a little while before my friend had to leave, THIS IS WHEN IT HAPPENED!!! my ankle was slightly sore. odd i thought. we all know how much of a complainer i am, so it's no suprise that i was constantly telling my friend how BAD my ankle hurt. she sayd to get over it, until i told her it felt broken, then she said to tell my mom maybe.
After she was gone, i changed into my night time clothes
and eventually i went to bed, and that was when my JRA started. thats it, my ankle, thought i broke it. seems like a sad story to me, lol. if u ppl knew the rest of it, it'd be sadder tho.
THE END But your spirit Star is what is shining through !!!
Cheers,
Maz
yeah janie lol
i always make things sound interesting
cuz then they're more fun
altho it wasnt really fun...
Unfortunately I think most of us can look back on the beginnings of our issues with sadness. And we all do now and then. I know I certainly think about the little signs I missed, or remember particularly painful moments. I just try not to think about too long, because that would be a waste of today's potentially wonderful moments!
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