life goes on

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When I was about 11 my family decided that instead of living close to the city that they wanted to move closer to the country. I really didn't care me and my older sister are two years apart in age but she seriously thinks she knows every thing. Abigail would always make fun of me and beat up on me because when we moved it made it so our parents were gone longer they worked an hour away from our house. Abigail would say "Natalie stop being such a cry baby" and always make a point to say how her friends don't like that I always hang around with them but my mom always told my sister if she wanted to leave the house I had to go with her it sucked. Once I reached the sixth grade me and my sister started to become more distant with each other she was very much a prep as for me I was very much a punk chick I liked my emo music and my black clothes we definitely were very different people. I had my friends who most of my sisters friends and her referred to as stones and made sure to bash them but I didn't care because my friends made me happy my sister was always a little on the chunker side and had to work out to keep her weight down me on the other hand I was naturally small and could really eat whet ever I wanted and not gain a pound so my sister use to accuse me of having an eating disorder which I didn't it would make me so angry. A couple times our arguments would get so bad we would literally beat each other up. Once skate boarding became a big thing and my sister learned a lot of cute boys liked skate boarding she pretended to be interested in skating when she wasn't just to get close to a few of my guy friends. The best part is when she would try to do the tricks I could and fall. I know it sounds harsh but when your big sister who literally spent most of their time bullying you finally has karma catch up with them it is really hard not to laugh. One of mt best friends was a hard core skater boy who I also happened to have a huge crush on he had his eye brow pierced and his ear pierced and had the most soul pircing blue eyes and this amazing blonde hair he was gorgeous at least I thought so and spent so much time just hanging out with him. Me and Brent never really acted like friends we really acted like a couple but he was so good to me there was a lot of times when I would get upset he would just come and wrap his arm around me and sit with me.
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