People do things they can’t explain when they deal with death. I to this day can’t explain why I chose to do what I did. I went in my room, I still had a lot of things packed up. I put everything I could back into my boxes and took everything to Fredricks car. I packed everything I could need I looked at the time and it was 5am. I went and took a shower cleaned up and pulled my hair into a tight bun. I looked back at this house before I walked out. I pictured my brother picking me up when I won signing contests, my mom in the kitchen cooking for us. The spot I hid when I was a kid and didn’t want to be found my Justin. This house has so many good and bad memories. It has everything from my childhood. I walked back in and left a note for my mom and said sorry, please don’t sell this house it’s all we have left of him. I got into Rona, my brother named it after his favorite beer. I tapped her and said it’s just me and you girl. I went to the store and got a new phon
Greetings, my name is Airabella Lee Ann Thompson and I currently reside in a quaint town in Georgia. Standing at a height of 5'3, I possess blue eyes and medium blonde hair, while my physique leans towards an athletic to chunky build. I would like to share my life story with you, but before I do so, it is important to delve into my childhood to fully comprehend my journey.I grew up as the child of a military family, which may come as a surprise. However, I should clarify that my father, Andy Allen Lee Thompson, passed away when I was only four years old. From the few photos I've seen of him, I know he was a tall man with brown hair and a military-style haircut. He had a kind smile and was built solidly. Unfortunately, I don't have many memories of him, but my older brother Fredrick certainly does. Both of us were named after our father, with Fredrick receiving Allen as his middle name and me receiving Lee. Although he wasn't around much, having his name as a part of mine made me feel
Following the passing of my father, my mother found love and decided to get married to a man named Justin Baker. As a young child of seven, I had not yet formed a concrete idea of what it meant to have a stepfather. Nevertheless, I was thrilled about my mother's happiness and excited at the prospect of having a new male role model in my life. My biological father's memory was hazy in my mind, and I was eager to form a bond with someone who could fill that void.However, my brother did not share my enthusiasm. At twelve years old, he was already set in his ways and did not feel the need for a new father figure. To him, our biological father was irreplaceable, and Justin was nothing more than a stranger. This created tension and made it difficult for us to adjust to our new family dynamic. We had to move from our childhood home to live with Justin in Covington, a small town that was over two hours away from everything we knew. Despite this, we were lucky to be situated so close to large
So, I am going to skip a few years ahead to when I was 14 and my brother was 19 years old. I still relied on my brother for a lot of things he took me to spend time with friends or would always let me tag along with him and his best friend Finn. I know he still has this kid as a best friend, but he is not a bad guy and is usually nice to me most of the time. I think he always feels bad for me since the day he came to the house and had to take me to his house. I can never live that down ill always be the sad little puppy in his eyes. So, let’s go back to my mom she’s still a fire fighter and you guessed it she still works with Justin. He came to the house a few times to apologize to us, but I didn’t want to talk to him. I honestly don’t know if they are still dating or not my mom keeps that part of her life to herself which I don’t mind because I keep my dating life to myself as well. I know 14 and dating don’t worry its nothing serious and my brother will eventually scare
A few weeks has passed since Fredrick left. I got a new boyfriend; the guy that came to my party with Elise his name is Kam. He’s tall 6’4 with red hair and brown eyes. I like when he talks and just stops to smile at me. He has been very sweet over the past few weeks. I would like to say school has been better but mostly I just hate 11th grade. When I’m at school I feel like no one can get along and I always feel lonely. There was a picture of me taken that was circulated around school. Let’s just say I became a lot of boy’s screen savers in school; who knew changing in a locker room meant please come and take a photo of me.I got to a dark moment in my life, I felt defeated in life. I sat in my room one-night thinking about how life would be without me in it. Was it worth it to me not to have to deal with this shit anymore. I kept thinking I just had a year left and next year I would be out of here. Life had to be better out of high school, right? I needed something to make me feel a
School was going well, I enjoyed all my classes I had. I finally got to know my roommate Ann. This was her second year, so she took me around the campus to show me around everywhere. Oliver wasn’t far from where I was going to school, so we got to see each other a lot. He a lot of the time would bring me lunch or meet me with coffee. I felt like I should do the same for him, but I seemed to always be so busy I never had the time to leave campus and surprise him. We had been dating for about 3 months. I know not a very long time, but we dated for some time before. I wanted to do something special we hadn’t had sex yet, so I thought a romantic weekend would be nice. I booked us a room close to a night club. I got done with my classes early that day and surprised him at his room waiting on him with some food. He was excited to see me waiting on him. He ran up to me and yelled Bella what are you doing here. I gave him a kiss and told him about my plans. He dug into the food and laughed sa
I felt like the next few years would be slow as I was so eager to finally get to be Oliver’s wife. To my surprise it seemed like these years would fly by who knew being in school and trying to juggle a love life and family with it would make time fly? I asked Elise to be a bridesmaid for me. She was so happy to get to have a part in my big day she did point out she was a little shocked she wasn’t the maid of honor. She then asked me who I was going to ask to be my maid of honor. I could only think of one-person Fredrick or Finn. They both were major pieces in my life. I asked them to come meet me on campus for lunch. When they got there, I talked to them about the wedding I was now one year until I would be getting married. They both ate their food listening to me ramble on about my wedding. I tapped the table to get their attention then I asked Fredrick, since our dad is no longer alive will you walk me down the aisle? Finn interrupted and said do we both get to? I shook my head and
The day was finally here for me to go to the airport and get Oliver, I talked to his mother on Monday and talked to Oliver on Saturday. His flight was coming in at 2pm, his mom was busy with a few last minute wedding details so it was just going to be me at the airport getting him. I went down for breakfast and Fredrick made some toast and eggs. He had the toast in his mouth and said you want some?? I smiled and said yes, just not the one you’re eating. He nodded and made me some sugar toast. He had the knife in his hand and said so today is the day, do you want me to come with? He looked like he was illustrating something swinging his knife around. I was watching the knife to much, I shook my head making eye contact with my brother and said no. To be honest it has been a lot of people around everywhere it will be nice to have a moment alone with my soon to be husband. I started to eat my toast as my brother continued to nod and said okay good luck and walked out of the kitchen. I cou
People do things they can’t explain when they deal with death. I to this day can’t explain why I chose to do what I did. I went in my room, I still had a lot of things packed up. I put everything I could back into my boxes and took everything to Fredricks car. I packed everything I could need I looked at the time and it was 5am. I went and took a shower cleaned up and pulled my hair into a tight bun. I looked back at this house before I walked out. I pictured my brother picking me up when I won signing contests, my mom in the kitchen cooking for us. The spot I hid when I was a kid and didn’t want to be found my Justin. This house has so many good and bad memories. It has everything from my childhood. I walked back in and left a note for my mom and said sorry, please don’t sell this house it’s all we have left of him. I got into Rona, my brother named it after his favorite beer. I tapped her and said it’s just me and you girl. I went to the store and got a new phon
I went back to my school to talk to Mr. Loove about possibly still going to Duke. He told me that he could try to pull some strings and still get me into the school but wasn’t able to make any promises. He then brought up the wedding, he told me how sorry he was that things happened the way they did but he would love to help me get in the classes that started in January. I thanked him for his head and headed back home. I was slowly trying to piece my broken life back together one thing at a time. It was now going into December. Finn and I had been sleeping together for a little over 2 weeks now. We started to get crafty with things he got a swing. We decided to have sex while driving he wasn’t a fan of this but anything I wanted to try he wasn’t against.I went to his house, when I got in he was in the shower I got undressed and got in with him I gave him head and had him bend me over. We moved to the bedroom after he dangled me off the bed so I got a head rush while we fucked. We the
The day was finally here for me to go to the airport and get Oliver, I talked to his mother on Monday and talked to Oliver on Saturday. His flight was coming in at 2pm, his mom was busy with a few last minute wedding details so it was just going to be me at the airport getting him. I went down for breakfast and Fredrick made some toast and eggs. He had the toast in his mouth and said you want some?? I smiled and said yes, just not the one you’re eating. He nodded and made me some sugar toast. He had the knife in his hand and said so today is the day, do you want me to come with? He looked like he was illustrating something swinging his knife around. I was watching the knife to much, I shook my head making eye contact with my brother and said no. To be honest it has been a lot of people around everywhere it will be nice to have a moment alone with my soon to be husband. I started to eat my toast as my brother continued to nod and said okay good luck and walked out of the kitchen. I cou
I felt like the next few years would be slow as I was so eager to finally get to be Oliver’s wife. To my surprise it seemed like these years would fly by who knew being in school and trying to juggle a love life and family with it would make time fly? I asked Elise to be a bridesmaid for me. She was so happy to get to have a part in my big day she did point out she was a little shocked she wasn’t the maid of honor. She then asked me who I was going to ask to be my maid of honor. I could only think of one-person Fredrick or Finn. They both were major pieces in my life. I asked them to come meet me on campus for lunch. When they got there, I talked to them about the wedding I was now one year until I would be getting married. They both ate their food listening to me ramble on about my wedding. I tapped the table to get their attention then I asked Fredrick, since our dad is no longer alive will you walk me down the aisle? Finn interrupted and said do we both get to? I shook my head and
School was going well, I enjoyed all my classes I had. I finally got to know my roommate Ann. This was her second year, so she took me around the campus to show me around everywhere. Oliver wasn’t far from where I was going to school, so we got to see each other a lot. He a lot of the time would bring me lunch or meet me with coffee. I felt like I should do the same for him, but I seemed to always be so busy I never had the time to leave campus and surprise him. We had been dating for about 3 months. I know not a very long time, but we dated for some time before. I wanted to do something special we hadn’t had sex yet, so I thought a romantic weekend would be nice. I booked us a room close to a night club. I got done with my classes early that day and surprised him at his room waiting on him with some food. He was excited to see me waiting on him. He ran up to me and yelled Bella what are you doing here. I gave him a kiss and told him about my plans. He dug into the food and laughed sa
A few weeks has passed since Fredrick left. I got a new boyfriend; the guy that came to my party with Elise his name is Kam. He’s tall 6’4 with red hair and brown eyes. I like when he talks and just stops to smile at me. He has been very sweet over the past few weeks. I would like to say school has been better but mostly I just hate 11th grade. When I’m at school I feel like no one can get along and I always feel lonely. There was a picture of me taken that was circulated around school. Let’s just say I became a lot of boy’s screen savers in school; who knew changing in a locker room meant please come and take a photo of me.I got to a dark moment in my life, I felt defeated in life. I sat in my room one-night thinking about how life would be without me in it. Was it worth it to me not to have to deal with this shit anymore. I kept thinking I just had a year left and next year I would be out of here. Life had to be better out of high school, right? I needed something to make me feel a
So, I am going to skip a few years ahead to when I was 14 and my brother was 19 years old. I still relied on my brother for a lot of things he took me to spend time with friends or would always let me tag along with him and his best friend Finn. I know he still has this kid as a best friend, but he is not a bad guy and is usually nice to me most of the time. I think he always feels bad for me since the day he came to the house and had to take me to his house. I can never live that down ill always be the sad little puppy in his eyes. So, let’s go back to my mom she’s still a fire fighter and you guessed it she still works with Justin. He came to the house a few times to apologize to us, but I didn’t want to talk to him. I honestly don’t know if they are still dating or not my mom keeps that part of her life to herself which I don’t mind because I keep my dating life to myself as well. I know 14 and dating don’t worry its nothing serious and my brother will eventually scare
Following the passing of my father, my mother found love and decided to get married to a man named Justin Baker. As a young child of seven, I had not yet formed a concrete idea of what it meant to have a stepfather. Nevertheless, I was thrilled about my mother's happiness and excited at the prospect of having a new male role model in my life. My biological father's memory was hazy in my mind, and I was eager to form a bond with someone who could fill that void.However, my brother did not share my enthusiasm. At twelve years old, he was already set in his ways and did not feel the need for a new father figure. To him, our biological father was irreplaceable, and Justin was nothing more than a stranger. This created tension and made it difficult for us to adjust to our new family dynamic. We had to move from our childhood home to live with Justin in Covington, a small town that was over two hours away from everything we knew. Despite this, we were lucky to be situated so close to large
Greetings, my name is Airabella Lee Ann Thompson and I currently reside in a quaint town in Georgia. Standing at a height of 5'3, I possess blue eyes and medium blonde hair, while my physique leans towards an athletic to chunky build. I would like to share my life story with you, but before I do so, it is important to delve into my childhood to fully comprehend my journey.I grew up as the child of a military family, which may come as a surprise. However, I should clarify that my father, Andy Allen Lee Thompson, passed away when I was only four years old. From the few photos I've seen of him, I know he was a tall man with brown hair and a military-style haircut. He had a kind smile and was built solidly. Unfortunately, I don't have many memories of him, but my older brother Fredrick certainly does. Both of us were named after our father, with Fredrick receiving Allen as his middle name and me receiving Lee. Although he wasn't around much, having his name as a part of mine made me feel