Ok gang. I thought about posting this a lot. I didn't know If I wanted to be that vulnerable. But I decided to post it anyway.. (now I�m scared!).
It�s about Prue telling her story to people. She�s older and takes everybody with her in her life journey.
My story begins here.
I�ve lost the love of my life and I found one.
I lost my mom at a very young age and I lived with my two younger sisters at my grandma�s (cause my dad is a jerk and invisible). I grew up in this giant house where generations of my family line had lived. I built dreams there and it�s where I loved and hated my life.
I took care of my sisters as much as I could. I�ve always been the responsible and tough one. I did what I had to do, and then of the age of fifteen, I fell and I fell deep. I was falling in love with my best friend Andy. He took care of me when the whole world seemed to be against me. We were always together, we laughed about stupid jokes, he'd hold my hand when we walked outside, he gave me his jacket when I was cold, I could escape into his arms when the movie was a little bit too scary and we were so much in love. In high school we were the couple you loved but wanted to hate. My sisters were crazy about him, I think he was the big brother they never had.
And then the day came, It was the day that changed our lives and our world started going in another direction. We went to pursue the dreams we made. And the two of ours turned out to be different than we thought they would be. I�ve lost him. I�ve lost my best friend, diary and lover. I was deeply broken inside.
If you dont want more, I totally understand.. I stop posting then!
Love and kisses, Charline