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Dear Reader;
My name is Jessica Anne Ansely Hallquist. Am I one of the people who are pointed and laughed at. It has been this way all my life. Every year the same thing is always happening to me. When I was in first grade my mother died of canser. It was in the middle of the year and it was almost a relief for me. I can still rember sitting in my room and hearing her screaming in pain. A lot of people want to know me and think that if they are my friend they could help me. When has there been anything wrong with me? I was born a little over 13 years ago. In my childhood I have so many countless tears. Someone walked up to me when I was eating lunch the other day and started to make fun of me. I was wearing a green tie and all black and then my messenger bag.
“Why do you wear all this black, you not to be mean just asking?” random guy
“I am morning for sisity” ME
“What’s up with the tie?” random guy
“I like TIES…”
“Is it your dad’s tie?” random guy
“No…”
“Do you have any other ties?” random guy
“A lot I like them, rember?”
“Can I have your tie?” random guy
“No. . .”
“Do you belive in God?” random guy
“Not at the moment.”
“Do you love Santen?” random guy
“NO…”
“I like you, you are cool!” random guy
“Thanks umm that’s nice.”
He walks away…
That is what happens to me a lot. When ever I walk through the high-school I get called “emo”. Ok that is not true I maybe a little on the depressed side but do you see me slitting my wrist to the beat of a Dashboard Confional. I hope not . . . JK. The point off this is really if you want to “help”. This is how you should do it. . . DON’T!!!!!!!!!!
With much love,
Jessi
P:S, nothing more and nothing less