User:Anna McAllister


 * All names in this page have been changed for the safety of the writer's privacy.

Love is a fragile thing. Not meant to be messed with. But yet we all do it anyways. Its one of us humans's most fatal flaw. Its not really our faults. But sometimes we can be led to think that it is. This can lead to us doing things. Horrible things. That is why the smartest thing to do is... dont mess with love.

Im anna. Im twelve. Ive had more then my share of experiences with love. In all of my 12 years i have encountered every type of lover i could think of. Ive learned my lessons. and i am writing this so that all of you people out in the world wont have to go through the same thing i did. The same thing i am. going through i mean. i have learned over the past while that people are not meant to be trusted. The only one you can trust is yourself. And if you cant even do that, then you basically have no life.

I think i had my first crush right around preschool. It was some big first grader who i didnt know. But i felt it. I felt it in my gut. I liked this mystery boy. I had seen him only once. But i knew something was different in my heart after seeing this boy through a fence on a playground for three whole seconds. I just knew.

Some love is just like that. Its not really meant to happen. it just does. nothing ever comes of it. but its just that tug in your gut that you get when you see this random stranger. It feels good. Nobody ever gets hurt because in some cases you never see them again. Like say if you saw the person in a chevron when you were on a family trip. or... you see this person once on tv as an extra in a movie or... well, you get my point.

Some love is sweet. That is the kind of love that i have with my boyfriend right now. Its sweet. Its true. Holding hands every moments we are with eachother. Giving eachother kind looks and compliments. constantly flirting. giving high fives in the hallway. hugging every time we meet. Txting eachother 24/7 and constantly saying "i love you." But we both know that when we say these things and do them that they are temporary. There is an expiration date. But thats okay. We can live with that. And we can be happily in eachothers lives. For now.

Some love is abusive. i recently have dealt with this kind.... i dont wanna talk about it. needless to say, if you feel uncomfortable in the least, get out of it asap. Then the police wont have to get involved.

Some love is true love. some true love can become abusive. this is what i once had.i will never forget the pain.

Some love is lies.