Continuing Writing

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I'm back. And oh so happy to be back! Through out the time that I left until now, I've received at very ;east 10 messages, asking me what happened and to please continue writing. It meant so much to me, thank you. Although for anyone who doesn't know what happened...I think you deserve an explanation...

Earlier, the day I wrote my 'stopping writing letter', my father had come up to visit me. He explained to me that my mother had told him, her lawyer, my counselor, my brother, and I assume several others, that I had been raped by my father's friend. I was devastated as I listened to him tell me this, and panic took over.

He also explained that she and my brother had read my writing on testriffic and that in many of my stories and poems, there were 'hints' to me being raped by an older man.

He also told me how my computer could have parental controls on it, that allowed my mother to read whatever I typed, see any site I went to, etc.

Unsure of what to do, I got home and immediately had a break down. (that was when I wrote that my good bye to testriffic) ((unsure of what was going to happen then)) Luckily at the time my mother and brother were not home.

I quickly packed a backpack filled with only $350, my cell phone, a razor, pills in case things got so bad that I would resort to suicide, and a steal canister of water that I could refill.

I made it about three miles away from my house to a park where I felt it was safe enough to call Jody. I called her in tears and explained that I couldn't handle it anymore and that I really needed to leave.

We talked for only forty minutes until she had convinced me to wait and at least have coffee with her and talk things over.

Of course, still being freaked out and totally in panic, when my mother got home I yelled at her, and got her to the point where she broke down in tears, yelling about how my father was a bastard.

Coffee with Jody the next day went amazing, as always, and she convinced me to stay (no surprise there...).

Although the next week were complete hell at my house.

Fortunately things have changed for me. I met this guy, Jon, and I've never been happier in my life.

For the first time in about 3 years, I'm truly happy. Amazingly happy!

My life has changed so much, and I feel a new appreciation for so many things now.

I really do owe this happiness to Jody, Jon, Shyla, and Sara.

So I will continue to write, the most requests for a story will be the one I write first and then continue on. Thank you to everyone on here who has stuck by me and supported me through everything. You really have made a difference in my life, thank you :)