AN:/ If you have any suggestions email me at wwestarbrock@netzero.net with the subject True Friends or something.
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Title: A Short History Of Me
CHAPTER 1
Okay so my friends are a little crazy. Okay they're really crazy. That probably comes from taking so many bumps to the head. My friends and I have watched wrestling forever and we all dream of being wrestlers someday. Even though its my dream, when my friends are filming they're Trampoline Wrestling Federation tapes all I do is work the camera.
My two best friends Jeff Hardy and Shannon Moore have wondered why I don't wrestle with them ever since I monkey-flipped Jeff's older brother Matt. Everybody was laughing until Shannon said something that made me walk away crying. He didn't say anything wrong to most people but to me it was. All he said was that if I wanted to be a wrestler I would have to stop wearing sweatshirts all the time. See I never told him or Jeff why I always wore sweatshirts.
So let me tell you. I always wore sweatshirts because of my step dad. He would come home from work tired and angry. I would have dinner ready for him, his newspaper out and everything else he wanted. Even though I did everything for him he still would hit me. My entire body is filled with scars so I never wear shorts or t-shirts.
Okay so Jeff and Shannon are my best friends and I never told them. I could if I wanted to but it never came up. Okay so I never brought it up. But they're used to it now. Well at least I think they are. I hope they are, too.
AN:/ Sorry so short but I did say a short history anyways it'll get better…I hope. Please R&R.
Dani
