mmm a tale.
ok.
i lived in the games reserve and and got experiance so many things some people never get to. i had lions outside my window, hearing them at night put me to sleep like a baby.
i had so many near death experiances, chased by a heard of elephants, black mambas in my bed, lost in the bush, an open resturant for most canivores. many more, but the lessons i learned..... are indescribable. i learned more about myself than anyone could of told me.
but there was something missing.friends? parties?
living in the bush i never had friends, i had my brother. there were no parties.
i knew nothing about smoking, sex, drugs, stealing.
intill i turned 13 .
i moves to the big city. i was so excited, i thought i would arrive and everyone would come and be my friend and we would have fun and play everyday.......
i was sadly mistaken. i remember sitting outside my house on the road greeting everyone that passed with a big hello and smile. the replys i got were words id never heard before.
i could feel i was diffrent.
i started my first day in the big city school. lets just say.it was hard. so many questions so little time.
i was never the cool. like so many of us were not. but people liked me.
but as i grew older i lost track of who i was and got more greedy, i wanted it all. popularity, money, the name to be known.everything.
i suffered from bulimia,started stealing and became the nasty selfish person i never thought my personality had. sooner or later it lead on to parties, drugs , sex and then...depression.
who was i, this wasnt me? i started cutting my wrists and started smoking a stupid amount of dagga. woke up.smoked.till i went to bed.
i then had enough. my parents invited me out for supper one night but i past. i had better things to do. it was silent. it was me vs life.
i looked everywere intill i found something that would trick. telephone wire, i threw it over the pole that held the roof up in my bedroom. wrote my note. stood on the barly standing chair,.shed my last tear then............
i woke up on the floor dazed and comfused, i live. I LIVE!
i sat on the floor thinking. i couldnt belive what i had done.
but i knew why it never worked. it wasnt my time.
i then stayed in my room for 3 monthes. i grew up. i was happier, i was me.
i picked my friends better, never lied, never stole and stopped smoking pot every second of the day. i found a deeper meaning to life a better meaning. i found life is a journey and not a punishment. everything happends for a reason. im now 19 and engaged doing eveything i want when i want. im not perfect i still make mistakes. but i learn from them.
i am only 19. i still have many things to learn and experiance. like everyone else.


Unknown "my prized pet" Sparkling - 16 years, 4 months ago