continued from my last journal entry....
I was in a car wreck when I was sixteen. I was living in our seventh home. It was a crappy apartment. I got up in the morning and my friend was going to pick me up for school. First time he was picking me up, because I wanted to ride in his 68 Mustang. The last thing I remember is walking out the door and down the street, then I woke up in the hospital a couple of days later. I must of known or someone told me what happened. The first thing I remember is asking how my friend and his little brother were, but not really knowing why. Apparently, my friend was going a little fast, lost control of the car and hit a couple of trees. Him and his little brother were mostly fine. I was in the hospital for a couple of weeks. Being in the hospital was one of the happiest times that I had in a long time. Friends and family were coming to see me. I had few worries and no abuse.
Ricky showed up, I heard he was drunk when he first got there. I didn't care that he was there. I had a girlfriend that made me miserable. While I was in the hospital, I had decided that I was going to get rid of her and the guy that I called dad. Of course, I planned on killing the guy that I called dad. Fortunately, Brandon told my mom that she better not let him come to the hospital. When I got out of the hospital, I just ignored the phone calls and him showing up at our apartment.
I couldn't get rid of the girlfriend. I stayed with her for another year and a half. After high school, she broke up with me. I was so relieved. She called me asking if we could get back together, if she moved back to the area. I was 18, lonely, miserable and working about sixty hours a week, overnight at a gas station. Of course, I told her no.
I mostly worked, but I got out every now and then. One night, I went to the movies with a couple of friends. A couple of my friend's friends recognized me, they were there with their older cousin. She was dressed in business type clothes, I thought she was hot. We enjoyed a short conversation about nothing and I enjoyed walking away knowing that she wanted me. That was it I didn't expect to see her again.
A couple of weeks go by or a month, I don't know. I'm sure I was at home after working all night when my friend called me. He said him and some friends were going to the mall. He told me who was going and from what I understood there were no available females. I decide to go meet them at the mall and the girl that I ran into at the movies was there. I don't think I recognized her right away, she wasn't in business type of clothes. One thing led to another, then the next thing I know, she's sitting on my lap, in my car at the lakefront. We hang out all day, after eveyone's gone we chat some at the end of the night, then I rush to work because I'm late.
After that, we talked through email, then she started showing up at my work sometimes after she got off of work. She was a nurse that didn't want to go home to her husband. One night she calls me upset and tells me that she's coming over. Her husband had started some trouble and called her parents over to their house. She came to me instead. She stayed with me at work until morning, then came home with me and we slept. When we woke up, we took a shower together.
Colleen, the runaway wife, was now staying with me, at my mom's and at my work. Even though we took a shower together, we didn't have sex for a while after that. I was 18 at the time, my mom got very upset about a woman sleeping in my bed, but I told her that we were just sleeping. She didn't care. We had to stay up everyday until my mom left for work, then we could go to sleep together. Most of the time we would put on a movie and probably fall asleep anyway.
After that, the worst of my life had past and it was a new beginning for me. We got our own place and she got divorced. A couple of years later, we got married and moved to California. I started taking college classes, then I got cancer for the first time...
I was in a car wreck when I was sixteen. I was living in our seventh home. It was a crappy apartment. I got up in the morning and my friend was going to pick me up for school. First time he was picking me up, because I wanted to ride in his 68 Mustang. The last thing I remember is walking out the door and down the street, then I woke up in the hospital a couple of days later. I must of known or someone told me what happened. The first thing I remember is asking how my friend and his little brother were, but not really knowing why. Apparently, my friend was going a little fast, lost control of the car and hit a couple of trees. Him and his little brother were mostly fine. I was in the hospital for a couple of weeks. Being in the hospital was one of the happiest times that I had in a long time. Friends and family were coming to see me. I had few worries and no abuse.
Ricky showed up, I heard he was drunk when he first got there. I didn't care that he was there. I had a girlfriend that made me miserable. While I was in the hospital, I had decided that I was going to get rid of her and the guy that I called dad. Of course, I planned on killing the guy that I called dad. Fortunately, Brandon told my mom that she better not let him come to the hospital. When I got out of the hospital, I just ignored the phone calls and him showing up at our apartment.
I couldn't get rid of the girlfriend. I stayed with her for another year and a half. After high school, she broke up with me. I was so relieved. She called me asking if we could get back together, if she moved back to the area. I was 18, lonely, miserable and working about sixty hours a week, overnight at a gas station. Of course, I told her no.
I mostly worked, but I got out every now and then. One night, I went to the movies with a couple of friends. A couple of my friend's friends recognized me, they were there with their older cousin. She was dressed in business type clothes, I thought she was hot. We enjoyed a short conversation about nothing and I enjoyed walking away knowing that she wanted me. That was it I didn't expect to see her again.
A couple of weeks go by or a month, I don't know. I'm sure I was at home after working all night when my friend called me. He said him and some friends were going to the mall. He told me who was going and from what I understood there were no available females. I decide to go meet them at the mall and the girl that I ran into at the movies was there. I don't think I recognized her right away, she wasn't in business type of clothes. One thing led to another, then the next thing I know, she's sitting on my lap, in my car at the lakefront. We hang out all day, after eveyone's gone we chat some at the end of the night, then I rush to work because I'm late.
After that, we talked through email, then she started showing up at my work sometimes after she got off of work. She was a nurse that didn't want to go home to her husband. One night she calls me upset and tells me that she's coming over. Her husband had started some trouble and called her parents over to their house. She came to me instead. She stayed with me at work until morning, then came home with me and we slept. When we woke up, we took a shower together.
Colleen, the runaway wife, was now staying with me, at my mom's and at my work. Even though we took a shower together, we didn't have sex for a while after that. I was 18 at the time, my mom got very upset about a woman sleeping in my bed, but I told her that we were just sleeping. She didn't care. We had to stay up everyday until my mom left for work, then we could go to sleep together. Most of the time we would put on a movie and probably fall asleep anyway.
After that, the worst of my life had past and it was a new beginning for me. We got our own place and she got divorced. A couple of years later, we got married and moved to California. I started taking college classes, then I got cancer for the first time...