My Heart of Gold Broken
We've all known heartbreak, but none as painful as mine. This is my story, a story of truth, deception, and tears. I dearly hope your life isn't as heartbreaking as mine. And lets hope you don't do what I did.
At the first dance of Tenth grade, I went with my friends because I wasn't a good dancer. My best friend, Mia, was in he middle of teaching me a dance when the guy I liked came up and asked me if I wanted some pizza. Of course I said yes, what girl doesn't except a snack from the guy she likes. Well as the dance progressed he and I flirted a bit and danced together. After the dance he asked me to the movies, and so we dated for a few months. I truley loved him, and i thought he loved me. But as it turns out when I got to school one day I saw him, with someone else. He saw me and waved, when the other girl had to leave he kissed her and then headed towards me. Tears were brimming in my eyes,
"Whos that?", I asked him.
"Oh yeah, shes my cousin"
"When do guys kiss their girl cousin?"
He laughed slightly then threw an arm around my shoulders, and walked with me,
"Well, lets say no more dates for us, she is much prettier, skinnier, and everybody likes her, unlike you" he scoffed "I can't have a geek like you next to me, I need a hottie like her".
Tears fell from my eyes as he did this to me, he was dumping me for ome 'trohpy girl'.
As the weeks progressed I sunk into a depression, I had loved him, but he left me for his little 'trophy'. One Saturday night over spring break I couldn't take my sadness anymore. In the morning when my mom came to wake she screamed, I had slit my throat and wrist till I bled to death on my bed. On my pillow beside me was a note reading:
Mother or Father,
I am sorry that I couldn't see the dawn of today, my heart ached to much. My one true love, the one, left me for a 'trophy'. Please understand, I'm happier now, I'm away from my pain.
Love,
Me
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