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School is apart of our lives. It will always be in our memories and we will always say "School's boring" " We don't need any of this crap in real life." in all reality you have a bond with school. You can see your friends see, even when your in trouble and not allowed 10 feet from your house.

What i'm trying to say midterms is right around the corner, and everyone gets alot of shit on there plate; everything goes crazy. Like how I just brought up a 78.9 that I received from a flipping BELL WORK, that i got a 4/6 on. IT TOOK HIM TWO WEEKS TO GRADE A MATH TEST THAT I NEED TO BRING UP MY GRADE. On top of that, i got cramps this morning and my mom said i could go to the nurse if it really got bad. in third hour it felt like my spine was being torn in half. so i told my sub for biology," My name is (.......) I need to go to the nurse." he said OK and i went. it turned outta be a fat waste of time because partly you need to bring your own shit to school. wtf is that?! so i suffered in school till about lunch. which was thankfully the next period. so i went back to the class ans showed him the note and he ok it. apparently he already did attendance and sent it to the office. So i continued with my day, until my mom received a call at 9:00 at night. apparently i skipped class and was marked absent?! WTF! 

thats my life so good luck on midterms and your crappy life.




did i mention it my birthday this weekend....... FUCK my life Happy Valentines Day!
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Once upon a time there was a little girl who begged to have a puppy. she promised to take care of it. she promised to do all its basic necessities. Walk it. water it. feed it. pick up its poop. play with it.

Just a few streets a way her grandmother's dog gave birth to puppies. The little girl was blessed with the runt of the little. She was smaller and darker then the others but nerveless the little girl loved her so much. she gave her the Lady, after her favorite movie "Lady and the Tramp".

The girl broke her promise though. she never played with it. She rarely glanced at her. she wanted more dogs, so she was given more. Two beautiful puppies. They were named Rosie and Luna. The little girl still ignored them. she kicked and screamed when her mom asked her to play with her dogs. 

The worst part was she refused to play with her dogs: she played with other dogs though. while she played and was spoiled rotten her dogs were trapped in a house with nothing. Absolutely nothing. every day they sat around and waited for the little girl to come home. Goofy grins sat on there faces every day she came home from school. she always glanced at them and pet them once in a while. 

One day the little girl grew up. She became even more scarce in the household. She succumbed to the latest technologies. She became even more fake and disgusting; but yet the dogs couldn't help but still love the girl. she gave them a home and that was good enough. She even treated them with her table scraps.

Eleven years had past, Lady's once black and brown coat had faded to shades of gray and white. She couldn't walk anymore. The girl soon realized that her beloved dog was going to die. at first she denied it of course. her dog that dug out of trash cans. the bog that never barked or bit her. the dog that meant everything to her even if she didn't how it. Lady was.. everything. the second day she felt sick with guilt, it was all her fault her dog was going to die. the never new what to believe in, but now she prayed that there was a god. the third day when she cam home from school she sat next to lady and cried like a baby. she stroked her fur, and whispered apologies, begging the dog to forgive her.

The final day, Lady licked her cheeked for the first time in years, ever since the time the girl met her. Back from her birth. the girl whispers," I love you " to lady and gives her a hug. with tears streaming down her cheeks she gave a tearful smile to her dog that she neglected all these years.

I never was true to any religion. Now I pray that there is a Heaven that will protect and care for you. I love drawing and always focused ont he things in front of me instead of you. now i know, ICandra picture any time of any day.I will never get back the time i wasted away.I know  I was ner a good owner, I hope you weer given the happiness and love I was never able to bestow on you.

With love, your previous owner 

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