Real Life ~ Scars

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This Topic Here Is About Scars. Obvious, Isn't It? xD

Does Anyone Remember How They Ever Got A Scar?

Today, I'm Gonna Tell You About One Of My Scars And The So-Called History Of It. >.<

Weird And Rare Topic, I Know. Please Bear With It. xD

It Was Last Year 2008, When I Was 13 Years Old And Have My First Boyfriend (If He Ever Referred Me As One Before >.<).

Let's Name My First (And Probably Last) Boyfriend As "H".
The Other Person Involved Who Was My Friend As "J"
Friend Number 2 Who Was Involved As "K"
Friend Number 3 Who Was Involved As "L"
Friend Number 4 Who Was Involved As "G"

Sorry, I Don't Quite Remember What Exactly Happened But I'm Reading From My Diary.

Date: Year-2008 Month-July Date-23rd
Day: Wednesday

Recess, J Told H To Stay Back. H Hung Out With J,K And I. We Were Chased Out Of Classroom By A Prefect.

H And L Went All The Way Downstairs After Bell Rang. J Wanted To Kill H But (She, J) Suddenly Went Missing! I Thought I Saw H. K Rushed Me To Go Back To The Classroom. (She,K) Was At The Top Of The Stairs. I Suddenly Rushed And Ran Down But Couldn't Go Down Because My Left Leg's Knee Knocked The Staircase Handle And My Left Leg Was In PAIN! I Limped Up To K And Told Her I Was in Pain. The Staircase's handle Vibrated Vigorously After I Knocked Into It. K Let me Hold Onto Her For Support To Class. H Was Standing, Looking Down At The Stairs Of Somewhere Else. He Saw Me Holding Onto K For Support, With My Hurt Expression And Asked What Happened. K Said (She,K) Wasn't Sure. H Followed K And I Back To Class. J Saw Me And Asked If I Was OK And I Answered No Then Showed (Her,J) My Bad Knee.

Bleeding! Dark Red Cut With Blood! I Rushed Down Earlier At The Staircase Because I Heard J Said (She,J) Wanted To Kill H And I Wanted To Protect H From (Her,J).

I Couldn't Bear The Pain And Started Crying. G Poked Me With (His,G) Pencil And Asked What Was Wrong. J Plastered My Knee But The Pain Increased. The Plaster Was Too Small. My BM teacher Saw My Tears And Asked What Happened As Well. J Told (Her,BM Teacher). J Told H I Was Crying! J Told Me H Seemed Worried And Sad. The Teacher Sent J And I To The Office To get Treated And Bandaged.

It Hurt Like Hell And I Was Still Crying. Many Teachers Kept Asking What Happened And J Told Them Over And Over.

Came Back To Class. People Stared. Teacher Saw The Bandage. I Sat At My Place Sniffling. J Told G, L And H What Happened. G Said That Laughter's The Best Medicine And (He,G) Himself Can make Me Laugh. J Told Him No And Eyed H. H, L And G Acted Stupid And H Kept Mouthing To J. J Told Him To Do Something. H Kept Looking And Checking My Mood Along With Expression. English Lesson Came. What With H And L's Oral Test And J Scolding G, I Finally Laughed. H Looked At me And Smiled When I Smiled At Him.
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Well, I Shortened And Edited A Few Of The Sentences In The Diary.

From Then On, The Wound Wouldn't Heal And Remained A Scar.

When H And I Were Over, The Scar Would Bring Back The Painful Memory Of How I got It And For What reason. It Would Make Me Cry Again And Feel Like Committing Suicide. It Made Me Feel Depressed And Feel Great Pain Inside And Outside.

In fact, It's Still Painful If The Scar Were To Be Hit But It Won't be Painful In The Inside Anymore.

It Took Me About A Month Or So To Move On. Those Days Of The Month Were Like Hell.

I Ended The Relationship On A Monday. Date: Year-2008 Month-August Date-25th

It Was Not Long After A Holiday. I Don't Wanna Calculate The Time. xD

I Know This Way To Break Up is Probably lame And Pathetic But Here's how it happened.

I Wrote Him A Note To End It. I Know He Wouldn't Have Been really Sad because it Was Me Who Confessed In The First Place And He probably Felt Bad Turning Me Down So He Accepted. I noticed That He's Into Another Girl And My Friend J Was Like Somehow After Him So I Ended The Relationship.

It Was Gonna End In The First Place But I Didn't Wanna Think Of The Future At The Moment When I Just Started Out With Him. I Pushed The Worry Away.

Besides, Who's Gonna End It if We Both Hesitate To Get The Words Out? Would We Still have To Suffer So much Just Because We Didn't Dare Say Those Words And Just Pretended To Be All Lovey-Dovey, Happily In Love? >.<

No. That had Gotta Stop. What's The Use Of Continuing Being With Him When The truth is That he Is Into Another Girl But Couldn't Progress Further Because of Me? How's he Gonna be Happy Then? Is he Gonna Have To be Stuck With Me Just because of My Confession And feelings?

No. He Needs Freedom And Should live A Better Life And Go On With The person He's into And Who's Into him As Well. He Shouldn't have To Force Himself To Like Me. That's Not Right. It's Very Wrong And Torturing For Him.

He's not Even Into me In The First Place.

So That's How It Ended.

And Here I Am!^^ I'm Glad I Moved On, What With Being still Alive And Happily Single.

He may be My First And Last Boyfriend.

First Is A Definite But Last? No idea.

Things Change And So Does The Intention And mind At Times.

I Won't Wanna Be In A Relationship Now That I'm Still In School And Struggling With My Own Insane Problems. Being In A Relationship Now Would Just Add More problems At This Current Moment.

So, Reader(s), If You've Woken Up from My Long Talk (Sorry For Rambling On), I Hope You Don't Make The Same Mistake That I Did.

Once Again, Take care, Everyone! =D