Fault #1: Let it go

Oct 31, 2005 19:06

This may be a re-entry, as it's entirely likely I've touched on this subject or ones similar it in previous entries. I find I have a quirk, in that I cannot let some of my more... ignominious... mistakes go. Without fail I will eventually catch myself recalling something I said and/or did to myself or to others that fills me with an intense feeling ( Read more... )

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blearyhart November 1 2005, 17:09:46 UTC
There use to be a young girl in my elementary school that everyone avoided like the plague because when she was younger, her house caught on fire and she burned... she slept through most of it and woke up with herself on fire. There wasn't anything on her that wasn't scarred but oddly, as she grew up, the family felt very sorry for her and had reconstructive surgery done on her face, a little on the rest of her body. She had a beautiful personality and if you got past the traces of scars on her face and arms, she was beautiful. She had curly black hair with long black eye lashes and light brown eyes. She became one of my best friends and I hated how everyone shyed away from her. She wore a suit of what was like soft brown panty hose material to hide most of her scars from sight. The doctors recommended it for her psychological mind because it was a lot of trauma to deal with in elementary school to look different from others. She was a few levels below me. I don't know what happened to her after I graduated to middle school but ( ... )

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