Laura always dreamt of being with someone great and spending her life with that person. She was 16 years old when she started showing interest to this one guy named Big Mike. He was the class clown and one of the popular people in school.
This is a story about a boy who fell in love again. He thought by getting into a new one, it would be better than the last relationship. What a mistake that will live inside him until his last living day.
Father forgive me for I have sin. It has been years since my last confession. I have deceived my family. They know not what daughter I’ve become. Last I confessed for breaking my mother’s wish by kissing a boy when she told me not to do so.
Tears fell down for the girl who had an abortion, due to her so called misfortune of having a man who played a child’s game and caused her pain. By leaving to another state with the final words "I’m not ready for this."
Growing up in the Bronx on Jerome Avenue by Fordham Road, Alicia was the type of Puerto Rican girl who believed that life is what you make of it. She was raised by her mother Mariposa who had been abandoned by Alicia’s father when she was just a baby.
People always say I can’t never forget my first time but in some cases that could be a good thing or bad. Sometimes we remember things to know how to grow stronger and have that memory to help guide us. Not every first experience is great.
I don’t know what I go through at times, and it hurts to know you’re not around to smear away my cries. At given times I just want to die. Things get to me, and I feel hopeless inside. I prayed for you yesterday and many times that day.
Things just a little more complicated, and I never anticipated this emancipation between you and me. I left you a letter it must have not reached you in time, so here I am on top of this bridge. I’m going crazy, and missing my lady.
You see this is hard to believe all that was said to me. You grew up with your parent’s father and mother, and they never once helped you out with a decent dollar. You were raised in a generation before you and you weren’t taught to learn what you should and you were shoved and pushed.
You would have done it too, “if you were me.” She was angry about leaving him, but he’s angrier about not having the chance to leave her first. “It burns to feel this curse cast upon me when I chose to ignore those who warned me about him.” She said once crying.
The only person you could ever trust…
and that's the only person who will always be there for you,
and will never judge you...
Sometimes the one person you cry for
Promise me you’ll get help, and go to therapy. Please find out what’s your problem, and feed me the details. Tell me you love me, and there is no one else. Forget about the streets and attend Sunday masses with me, and maybe you will be forgotten in hell.