I remember I was in the 11th grade envioronmental science class. A boy was hungrey so I gave him some chips. Big mistake. :( It turns out a little later on his arms started itching...he was allergic. I think there was cheese or something that he was allergic to.
He didn't come back to school for quite awhile. He was in the hosptial getting his stomach pumped...he could have died. I guess that's something I haven't forgiven myself for...
:sighs: I tried to be cautius since than and asked before so and so got something to eat if he/she was allergic. I know I always seemed to ask even if it was the same person over and over...like my friend Brian. Who knows if he was annoyed or what. I tried to be cautois after that incident.
Thanks, I kept that in long enough. I realize I haven't forgiven myself...
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Thanks sister, that got me to smile. You're right I didn't know he was allergic. I just knew he was hungry. That does help a little,thanks. I'm just glad he didn't die.
Wow, I didn't expect to open up a little more about when I was 2.
I feel like crying so much...I have so many flashbacks happening at once. The bullies only played a role in it. There's so much that has happened.
Hi. I know He has. :)
I guess that's one of the things I've buried deep inside myself. I've surpressed it.
I blame myself because I'm the one who gave him those chips. You know what? It does feel atleast a little better to tell somebody. I don't think I ever even told my parents or anyone in the family.
Oh, sister I feel like crying so much...I guess I feel like crying because I'm not surpressing things like I did. I'm finally starting to talk about 17 years worth of pain. Honestly though...as I remember more and put that together with what mom has told me...
I realize life wasn't even normal when I was 2. That would be like 18 years...
The neighbor loved to yell out her door about something I really shouldn't get into discussion about...trust me it wasn't normal. It deffintly wasn't a normal situation...
My uncle ruined something that belonged to mom. It's too humilaiting to say what he did to it...
I ended up in the hospital though...My cousions kept taking my food. My parents didn't know. They gave me the food and behind their backs my cousions ate it. So, I ended up in the hospital. I remember laying in the bed. The walls were pink and there was bars on the bed. My parents have always fed me good. They just didn't know what my cosions were doing during that period of time...
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