This isn't really that bad but I wanted to share it somewhere and I hope maybe some people will understand. I'm 13 and I met this 14 year old boy online and we have been going out for a while now. I love him and he loves me and the things he says to me are so sweet. Hes the only person in the world that makes me feel like I matter and I love him so much. He already asked me to marry him and I said yes. All my friends are convinced that hes an 80 year old man and I know that girls die everyday from meeting people that they meet online but he has a Facebook and you can kind of tell from the things they say and the way they say them. He wants me to go to Valley Scare with him next weekend and I really want to go. He promises that he isn't 80 and that he wont rape me or anything. He also says that he would be willing to meet my dad and that he will come to pick me up in front of my house and that we don't have to meet in a hotel or a dark alleyway or anything like that. I told my friends and they thought he was 80 and said that they wanted proof that he wasn't so I gave him their phone numbers later that day and he called them repeatedly and I don't know why. They thought that it was prank calling or trying to disturb them but he was really just trying to prove that he wasn't 80. So my friends mom called my mom and I told her that it was a boy at my school so she was really really mad. So then word got out to my SCHOOL. The principal came into the room and talked about it and even said his name and the whole time my friends were looking at me and smirking. I'm talking to him right now as I write this and I love him I really do. I'm going to meet him because if hes willing to come to my house and meet my DAD? Plus all the other things he says are just so sweet and they convince me. I guess thats what kidnappers do over the internet but I don't really care anymore. I wish that people could believe that some people do meet over the internet, not everyone dies and that not everyone is a creepy old weirdo that sits on his computer all day seducing little girls. You can call me stupid all you want but I love him. | |
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Anyways, he was my first crush and I freaking loved him to pieces. I thought about him every single night. I honestly believed that I would someday move across America to be with him. And then 11 months later, parents came in. Of course, I'd still sneaked out of bed to talk to him, but it was like stuff finally hit me. I guess I got depressed for two months knowing I could never be with him, but I made myself fall out of love. It doesn't mean I don't love him--I still do, so much--but now he's just a best friend and it hurts a lot less when I can't talk to him. It's this liberation that makes me so free, but a little sad. This only happened two weeks ago, I'm still adjusting.
Um... okay. What I'm trying to say is, we're all really young. I do think it's love, but we (guys and girls) have so much in our lives. It isn't time to place one person at the center of our lives yet. We have like sixty years to do that.
You should talk to your guy friend. And I mean really talk to him about what's going on and how you feel and what will happen in the future. Maybe stuff'll turn out for you guys. I really hope so.
And your school friends? If they're trying to mess with you, ditch their jealous asses and make new friends.
Thanks for posting. It's like someone finally feels like I do. If you get the chance, post a comment and keep us updated on things? I'd like to see how things turn out ^^
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