I'm Saffron. I'm 12 and I'm in 7th grade at Chi Middle. I really hae school this year; especially my homeroom. I mean Mrs. Pasternack is my favorite teacher; that says something. I have really good friends but not nessicarily a best friend. I really love tumblr cause i like to write. I have my mom and that's really all I ever had to be totally honest. I'm so mean to her but I do love her. I can't live without my music. MayDay Parade, NeverShoutNever, All Time Low, A Day To Remember, Drake, Taylor Swift and Justin Bieber. I like to think I'm a happy person. I can't really stay in a bad mood for more than an hour, tops. I try to be ncie to everyone so if I don't like you then you did something wrong. I hate when people put themselves down just for compliments. The only people that are ugly to me are mean people. There is only a few, everyone else is gorgeous. I really don't like when people give up on themselves but if you do I'll be here to talk, i don't care who you are and if I like you or not. That's pretty much it.
Little Jillie
& Luke
Part 3
Well as always Luke had kept his
promise, except this time, it wasn't for my benefit. He never
called or nothing. It seemed as though when he left, my life
started to fall apart. Since I never went out now, I realized how
much of a mess my home life was. Parents never home or fighting
or sleeping. Since Luke had always tutored me my grades dropped.
Maybe it was cause I had lost my interest in school but I will
never know. I fell into the wrong crowd. That didnt help my
current situation.Then one night, one of my last nights
of junior high, there was a knock at my door. I hoped it was
Luke but highly doubted it. I answered. I was right it wasn't
him. It was his grandmom Lynda.
"Sweetheart", Lynda began. "There is a certain boy
at my house who needs to speak to you." She smiled and
left.
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Little Jillie & Luke
Part 2
As Luke had promised he came back the next
summer. He cam back for many years after that. When I was 7 years
old, Luke and I made up a game. We would sit on the swings and
pretend to be pilots and astronauts. We would pretend to soar
through the clouds and let go of all our worries. I didnt know
what kind of worries a 7 year old like me could have but I
trusted Luke. That was on of the funnest games. Luke becam like a
big brother to me. He always looked out for me. Until one day he
told me he was leaving and not visiting for summer's anymore.
I was 11 and he was 13. I guessed I wasn't mportant anymore.
But even though it hurt I didnt cry. I was good at hiding my
feelings around Luke. H used to say it wasnt manly to cry and I
would look up at him through my tears and say, "But I'm
not a man."
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Little Jillie
& Luke
When I
was about 3 years old, I had a neighbor named Lynda. Every summer
her grandson Luke would visit. He was 5 years old. Luke
didn't have many friends in our small town, so my mother
thought it would be nice for me to become friends with himm. The
first time i met him I knew we could be friends. He took me to
the back yard and we played on the swings. He told me that he was
bigger and older so he had to push me. Eventually it became an
everyday thing. I went to Lynda's house and every day he
pushed me higher and higher. Then the summer was quickly ending.
The only thing I knew was that Luke was leaving me. Before he
left he said, "I love you Little Jillie. I will come back
for you next summer. Even if we are still little kids."
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