My name is Skittery. I jump at small noises, have a hard time getting up in the morning. Legs that seems too long for my body, curly hair, big brown eyes. I got a bad attitude some days, a decent job, a place to sleep, friends, even a girl. Life seems pretty good.
Some people describe me as "Glum and Dumb". Some of the smarter kids call me "Paranoid" what ever that means. My girl Describes me as a foal, gangly and a little bit prone to shying, but over all sweet. Most of the guys say that I run away from anything, any danger, real or imagined. They all laugh about an incident a while back when a paper flew up and I saw it out of the corner of my eye and ran real fast from it swearing it was a ghost.
My girl says that I'm a gentlemen. I never do anything she doesn't want. We go as far as she wants and then stop. I say its about respect, she says it sweet. I go with what she says it sounds better.
I sell papers, it's a half decent living. I get up in the morning usually because Kloppmen slaps me to wake me up, but I'm up none the less. Then I sell all day. Some times I sell out some times I sell them back. Doesn't normally stop me from my way of life because I try to save some every day.
When it gets real hard I skip meals. I'm used to it, my family wasn't rich and meals were skipped a lot after my ma died. Dad wasn't a great cook to begin with but when he had no clue what to do with out his wife I guess he just cooked himself drunk. Started a fire in the building and died in it. I was selling at the time.
I don't like the cold very much but I don't hate it. My father wasn't to great a dad after mom died. Locked me out one night, I hope he was drunk. I don't hate him for it.
My uncle took me in. Really don't like him, he hit me. I mean I guess every kid gets hit but I dun think this was normal. Anyway that's why I flinch a lot. Well There ain't to much about him I liked. Used to push me down on the bed and stuff.
I feel bad about that. My girlfriend's nice. Real nice, Maybe I should tell her.
My Name is Skittery I jump at small noises, have a hard time getting up in the morning. Legs that seems too long for my body, curly hair, big brown eyes. I got a bad attitude some days, a decent job, a place to sleep, friends, even a girl. I had a bad past but who doesn't. I guess I'm not perfect but anyway life seems pretty good.
My name is Skittery I think I love boys.
Disclaimer: I own NADA!
Author's notes: this was random and popped in my head during an Algebra test. Had to write it.
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Note books- Waaay to many of them have I!