My name is Kelsey ‘Kel-Kel’ Schott. We all have memories, naturally, some are good and some are bad. But for me, I have more bad than good. I would give up anything to change that… Well almost anything. There are only three things I wouldn’t give up and here is what they are.
Bekka Wagner, my sister in law thingy; commonly referred to as sissy boo. She is all in all one of my favorite people. If it wasn’t for her I don’t know where I’d be. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't have even met Jake. I owe her a lot more than I can give because she helps me when no one else will. I go to her first on most cases except when I can talk to Ian or…
Jake Morazzano. My best friend and boyfriend. No secrets. No lies. I go to him first when I can. We may live in two different states but we have a strong enough will to try out luck. And out luck has gotten us to four weeks and one day as of January 22, 2012. Jakey brings out the good in me, brings out my smile, most importantly he is the remedy to my fear of saying I love you. I said it to one other person before him and it wasn’t a lie. That person was…
Ian Williams, my other best friend. My best friend for almost a year now. He is one of the very few people who truly understands me. If it weren’t for Ian I would have quit Roleplaying last February. Without him, I wouldn’t even be here right now. I was so close to the edge last May it was a wonder anyone was able to pull me back from it, but it took him a few minutes. He knew what calmed me down. Just talking to him would do that any other time, but he kept telling me the same thing. “Think about your friends. Who you’d be hurting if you did this.” Naturally he was saying this to me over Facebook and I’d always wonder how bad it’d hurt him if I did it. I always decided I didn’t want to find out. I love him, truly I do, he’s like the brother I never had and always wanted.
The memories I want to get rid of are the ones of my real brother. The jerk who causes me to have mental breakdowns just by looking at me. I had to leave home for three months because of him. I went to live with my grandma and grandpa. He didn’t even notice I was gone until a month and a half later when his girlfriend noticed… That made it clear just how much he even cared about me. He may have said he was sorry, but if he was so sorry then why doesn’t he show it? Why does he still act like he did last May that made me become suicidal? A sorry person wouldn’t repeat their mistakes, they’d make sure they didn’t do just that.
Jake, Bekka, Ian… I love you all, but I love my other friends to. I limited myself to three things I wouldn’t give up and the first three things I thought of were you three. I love you too, Kat, Dani, Jessie, Jordan, Kurt, Iggy, Kate, Sue Z, Julia, Brooke, Trent, but there are things you don’t know that they do. They understand more than you could ever think of. All the same, I love you all.
Bekka Wagner, my sister in law thingy; commonly referred to as sissy boo. She is all in all one of my favorite people. If it wasn’t for her I don’t know where I’d be. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't have even met Jake. I owe her a lot more than I can give because she helps me when no one else will. I go to her first on most cases except when I can talk to Ian or…
Jake Morazzano. My best friend and boyfriend. No secrets. No lies. I go to him first when I can. We may live in two different states but we have a strong enough will to try out luck. And out luck has gotten us to four weeks and one day as of January 22, 2012. Jakey brings out the good in me, brings out my smile, most importantly he is the remedy to my fear of saying I love you. I said it to one other person before him and it wasn’t a lie. That person was…
Ian Williams, my other best friend. My best friend for almost a year now. He is one of the very few people who truly understands me. If it weren’t for Ian I would have quit Roleplaying last February. Without him, I wouldn’t even be here right now. I was so close to the edge last May it was a wonder anyone was able to pull me back from it, but it took him a few minutes. He knew what calmed me down. Just talking to him would do that any other time, but he kept telling me the same thing. “Think about your friends. Who you’d be hurting if you did this.” Naturally he was saying this to me over Facebook and I’d always wonder how bad it’d hurt him if I did it. I always decided I didn’t want to find out. I love him, truly I do, he’s like the brother I never had and always wanted.
The memories I want to get rid of are the ones of my real brother. The jerk who causes me to have mental breakdowns just by looking at me. I had to leave home for three months because of him. I went to live with my grandma and grandpa. He didn’t even notice I was gone until a month and a half later when his girlfriend noticed… That made it clear just how much he even cared about me. He may have said he was sorry, but if he was so sorry then why doesn’t he show it? Why does he still act like he did last May that made me become suicidal? A sorry person wouldn’t repeat their mistakes, they’d make sure they didn’t do just that.
Jake, Bekka, Ian… I love you all, but I love my other friends to. I limited myself to three things I wouldn’t give up and the first three things I thought of were you three. I love you too, Kat, Dani, Jessie, Jordan, Kurt, Iggy, Kate, Sue Z, Julia, Brooke, Trent, but there are things you don’t know that they do. They understand more than you could ever think of. All the same, I love you all.