Good work! I like this one. You commented on my poem “June 17th” and asked what happened. well it’s a long story but I’ll tell it anyway. On May 28th my friend bill was annoying me because he liked this chick and I had her number and he wanted to call her. so we did a three way, he called and we got her answering machine and he talked pretending to be me (cos he sounds like a girl on the phone). anyway it was our first 3 way phone call and we didn’t know how to use it so we ended up on the answering machine talking about her with bill saying stuff along the lines of “She has big boobs” and other stuff like that. and off course he was pretending to be me still.
Then a couple of days later I felt guilty because of what I’d done and I’d annoyed this chick who I barely knew and she didn’t even know me. Bill ended up manipulating me into calling her a couple more times from our schools pay phone which I did, because he made me feel like an idiot so yeah.
Any way I was still guilty so I tried to get forgiveness through my poem “Forgive me”. that didn’t work and the girl laughed at me. I got so angry, my poems mean the world to me. she had broken my world I felt dejected. Everyone around school called me a stalker, which hurt because I wasn’t and bill had manipulated me, I never meant to hurt anyone. Any way that day I was angry so I wrote the chicks (her names Megan by the way) number on the table in my science room and I hacked into her hotmail. the next day june 17th I was busted, it all got to my year 8 coordinator and yeh I got in trouble (5 hours of picking up rubbish YAY!). Then for the next 1½ years I was bullied by her and her friends, kicked out of choir, unable to even walk past her without being threatened by a restraining order. It was so traumatic, it tore me apart. Now she has left school (thank God!) so it’s better but I still have my guilt, I still have my memories. I worry that in June all the memories will come back even though it was 2 years ago, I have been depressed and traumatised since. I hope that makes sence! if there are any questions email me souper_girl@hotmail.com or leave them on one of my poems. Thank you for commenting (I wonder if you actually read all this, I don’t know if I would’ve but anyways I had to answer your question and the more briefly I put it, the less sense it’ll make.)
Looking forward to hearing from you and reading your poems.
Love and light Sammi (mistaken identity) xxx
“All because of the 28th of May,
When I picked up the phone and dialled away,
My life has changed, so unsafe in June,
Not looking forward to the 17ths moon.”