Journal 1: Good Girl Gone Bad

      
It all started on January 20, the day of my thirteenth birthday.  I was dressed in a white sundress, getting ready to head out to dinner with my family to celebrate the day.  I was excited to eat because I was super hungry after coming home from such a tiring day of school.  At exactly five o’clock, I went into my mom’s room to let her know that I was ready to go out to dinner.  She did not reply to me, but I knew she heard me, so I went to get inside the car.  Once I was buckled, I decided to turn on the radio while waiting for the rest of my family; however, they never came out of the house.  An hour passed and I began to grow impatient about their tardiness, so I went back inside.  That was when I found my parents yelling at each other at the top of their lungs.  I felt scared because I had never seen them so angry at one another.  Suddenly, they stopped when they saw my face.  At that point, they sat me down and told me that they were getting a divorce, on my birthday.  I became extremely upset and started to cry my eyes out.  I ran out of the house and to the park where it was quiet and I would be alone.  As soon as I arrived, I sat underneath a tree and let my tears run down my face.  Eventually I stopped crying, but I did not want to return home.  After about thirty minutes, it began to get dark and I saw a shadow in the distance.  As the shadow approached me, I realized it was a very attractive teenage boy coming over to talk to me.  He had something in his had that glowed when it was close to his mouth.  He sat next to me and looked at my face.  He could tell I had been crying so he put his arm around me and leaned in close.  He handed me the cigarette that was in his hand.  At first, I told him no, that I did not want to smoke, but after he told me it would make me feel better I decided to try one.  And soon I smoked another and another until I could not feel the pain anymore.  After sitting with him for two hours, I decided I wanted to go home.  As I began to leave the park, he ran to me and told me that if I ever needed to relax again, I knew where to find him, and that is where I have been every night since my thirteenth birthday.