I am going to graduate in the top 5 of my class. I am in charge of 12 schools and almost 1000 students for Key Club. I am president of Filipino Club. I am in ASB. I have never gotten a B in my life.
When I go to my friends house, their parents always praise me for being a model child. Do you know how much it hurts when you joke around about me becoming mayor? Or with me being successful?
I wish I had half of the recognition other teenagers got for getting half of my grades. I get a good job, they get a hundred dollars.
And in everything I do, I can’t even convince you that you can trust me. I am 17 years old and I have the curfew of a middle schooler. When did I ever show you that I was going to go out and do drugs? Or break the law?
For Christ’s sake, it was 7 PM and I was going to return DVDs and you wanted someone to go with me.
I know you love me, but what about in a year when I’m in college? And I won’t be under the same roof as you?
Please just please give me the freedom I feel I deserve. If my grades slip then you can restrict me. I can’t mess up unless you give me the opportunity to make my mistakes and LEARN.Nothing hurts more than knowing your parents don’t trust you after spending your whole life trying to gain it.
The truth is, I started writing something to you until I got distracted.
Before, all I had to hold on to you were how you made me feel and the memories we had. Now, just the memories are left. But I can only remember hurt.
Thank you, for meeting me when I was 15 and leaving me again at 17. I’m officially over it.
did anyone ever find out how teen spirit smells
HAAAAA um probably holding a workshop and seeing all the seats get filled up