I know what pain feels like. You feel like your falling, you feel that constricting pain against your heart. You feel like your drowning and your heart is broken into shreds as tiny as pieces of glasses. Only real pain can do that and that's how you can tell if you really loved someone. I went through that and I know for a fact that your heart can really break in half and that kind of wound will never heal. Now you know what pain feels like. Let you hope that that will never happens to you because if it does you will probably never love as fully as you did before. My name is Jenny Johnson and I know what it feels like to have your heart crushed like a flower being stomped on.
I had a wonderful life until Mark Nickels rolled into town, he was a so sweet and he said he'd do anything for me but all he did was break my heart. It all started on a bright sunny Sunday morning. I walked across my bedroom floor to the stairs where my mom was calling me to breakfast. We always had a huge Sunday breakfast. Nothing ever changed in the Johnson family home, like time stood still.I had known my life was about to change as I walked down the stairs to where my mom was waiting for me in the kitchen.
Do you ever have these feelings, like prophetic thoughts that come true? It has always been like that for me,karma,ying-yang,magic,mystery,LIFE,has always fascinated me ,those questions, what is the meaning of life?, where did we all come from anyway?are questions I ask myself all the really matters,everything usually just blows over and the only thing that doesmatter is GOD,everything you do until the moment you die MATTER. There so many interesting things to know and learn in this life but so many I can't even think of right are real,all you have to do is wish it,and never think about it again,just for a moment and then you have to make the thought should never ever say something you don't mean,such as you love someone and you really don't feel that way.Love is one word you should not throw around like a piece of trash,when you say it you should MEAN it.
As I walked down the steps these were all the things I was thinking about,my mind a chaotic mess of thoughts, scattered everywhere, there were questions that I wanted to know,but would probably go mom was standing there when I finally reached the end of the stairs,glaring at me as she usually single thing I do are never good enough for her,she may love me,but one thing's for certain she doesn't like me,and it wasn't about to get better.