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I Give Up - A New Old Love? Part 1
~ Chapter 4: I Give Up &&Section 1: A New Old Love? ** Part 1 ** && ~
'February 25, 2008 - 8:42 PM
He still hasn’t answered. He keeps saying I don’t know. He’s just going to ignore the fact that I like him. Which hurts worse than no…
I give up. I’m never going to have a boyfriend. At least my naturally low hopes kept me from being affected. I'm not sad and I’m not surprised...
~ Emy (Emethyst)'
I looked over my small entry. 'This is the end...' I thought solemnly. I threw my journal across the room onto my desk. It landed perfectly in place with a tiny thud. I sighed then walked over to my bed...and cried. Not because of his answer. Not because of something worth crying about. I cried...because I knew what I said in my journal was true. I cried because I never would be loved. Then Eric called...
"Hey E-" he said stopping abruptly. He could always tell when I was sad or scared. "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing," I said choking back tears, trying to get my voice to sound normal.
"Come on Emy. You can't lie..." he said playfully but still concerned.
"I’m never going to get a boyfriend. No one will ever love me!" I said bursting into a fresh set of tears.
"That’s not true!" he said.
"Yes it is!" I screamed, rocking back and forth with my knees up to my chest.
"No! Its! Not!" he said, "Someone loves you!"
"Like Who?" I asked through my sobs
'February 25, 2008 - 8:42 PM
He still hasn’t answered. He keeps saying I don’t know. He’s just going to ignore the fact that I like him. Which hurts worse than no…
I give up. I’m never going to have a boyfriend. At least my naturally low hopes kept me from being affected. I'm not sad and I’m not surprised...
~ Emy (Emethyst)'
I looked over my small entry. 'This is the end...' I thought solemnly. I threw my journal across the room onto my desk. It landed perfectly in place with a tiny thud. I sighed then walked over to my bed...and cried. Not because of his answer. Not because of something worth crying about. I cried...because I knew what I said in my journal was true. I cried because I never would be loved. Then Eric called...
"Hey E-" he said stopping abruptly. He could always tell when I was sad or scared. "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing," I said choking back tears, trying to get my voice to sound normal.
"Come on Emy. You can't lie..." he said playfully but still concerned.
"I’m never going to get a boyfriend. No one will ever love me!" I said bursting into a fresh set of tears.
"That’s not true!" he said.
"Yes it is!" I screamed, rocking back and forth with my knees up to my chest.
"No! Its! Not!" he said, "Someone loves you!"
"Like Who?" I asked through my sobs
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has a journal entry in the beginning then goes to normal storythis is the last chapter I believe unless people tell me to write more...