Hi there! My name is bee, I’m currently sixteen, I’ve been moving around a lot since I was a small kid and sometimes it’s a good thing and other times its bad. I have a big family but we have issues, I have friends but we have issues and I myself have issues with insecurity and everything, well here is how my story starts. I grew up in a big town! I have a really big family but my parents have issues with my grandparents and they don’t get along much, me and my siblings are always just caught in the middle and its been like that since we were small so we moved to Australia and my dad started his own company there it was good, everything was good but of course then I was in primary and I didn’t have much issues to worry about except for when I was at home, my mom and dad love each other but then again they could kill each other in a second. They’re both very very hot tempered; plates and utensils would go flying! And by flying I mean crashing onto the walls they were basically thrown around everywhere if my parents had a huge argument and a few nights since all the plates are broken we’d have to eat using plastic plates and cups and one day when it was really bad the police came over but nothing dire happened, the neighbors as usual…were just worried. But then things got bad and we had to go back to our home country, my dads company wasn’t working well and my grandpa needed help with his. So I started school there, I was in the ‘popular’ crowd since I was good in sports (This was when I was still in primary) and everything was good again, I lived in my grandparents house since my own house was getting built, but as usual trouble comes seeking me, a new girl started in my school and she WREAKED havoc! She made me and my friends betray each other, lie to each other and in the end I was the one getting picked on and sitting in the toilet at lunch time trying to silently as possible open my lunchbox. Because my mom saw how sad I was she moved me to a different school, but funny how when you leave people start wanting to be your friend, suddenly the popular crowd wanted to be friends with me again but it was too late I was already accepted in the new school so I moved there and everything was so good, I had my first crush and we liked each other (by this time I was in secondary school) and we would always talk and it was sweet, everything was once again good. But here comes trouble, a lesbian girl admitted that she liked me and me being in lowest band secondary was immediately scared that time the subject wasn’t something I was clear of, I became her friend because I didn’t want to be mean and she was a funny person, but things got worse she started trying to touch me in places I didn’t want to, she started to stalk my facebook and I had told her before that I liked her as a friend and friend only so at the point where she tried to look under my skirt and tickle me to feel me up I told my mam and my mam saw how uncomfortable I was so she moved me to another school this time the school was much smaller but I instantly got a best friend and again a new girl came and messed things up I stayed in the school for about two years before my parents moved me again to a school which was bigger and had better facilities this time life was actually really really good! I was friends with everyone there was no hate, no backstabbing, no lies…it was all in all great! But then I got into an issue with a friend and this was when I realized boys could actually be douches and assholes and so everything just turned horrible, but now 2011 I decided to get rid of my grudges, stop gossiping, stay out of trouble and just solve the problem in front of me instead of making it bigger!b I feel that I used to runaway from my problems but now I want to face them head on :) because I know everything will be okay in the end and this pain, the hurt is just temporary.
So there you go, that’s my story!
