:First off Please Flag this Thread:
I have three, that quickly come to mind, So I'd assume I have multiples.
9/11 I was in school, private school, I don't really react at all to situations like these.
The teacher came in and whispered into our teachers ear, we happened to be watching the movie about terrorists landing infront of a school and taking
over the US, yeah that's our mindset, during the movie, what better time.
Now the teacher tells us, that as she knows that school is out do to America being invaded by terrorists, and that currently their bombing the USA all
over, Nasa, New York, everywhere.
Us kids, scared #less! Not me really, I adapted quick.
I found the whole class in hysteria, claiming that all their relatives where now dead, their mother and father, quick hysteria, I found myself a
comforter, and reminding them not all the facts where in, and such, I surely found myself seclude away.
That had a big impact.
A younger version of me, when my Dad came for his, once a year visit with me and my sister, we would go for a week to a month, to his grand estate,
and have a blast.
Except one year, he didn't want me to come. I'm not sure why, but it was complete abandonment by a parent I rarely saw. He was a good man. A great
one. But that one year didn't want to spend time with me. I often listen to the Song by Everclear
www.youtube.com...
And it makes me feel a bit better, it was a parallel story, but has it's differences. Got me through some times.
I became an addict, and took a ton of money from him.
We made up at the beginning of 2008. I was sober for the first time in a while. We made up, we promised a future of getting to know each other for
once.
He died Nov. 6 2:00 am. It was a surprise.
We never got the chance to get to really know each other.
And last. Is quite simple.
I met a man the other day. Wife kids and such. From what seemed a great husband, a great father. Treated me with the upmost respect at my store, as
kind as could be. I felt suspicious as hell. He tipped me, and I never saw him again. He never asked me to give him something for free or anything.
That was possibly the only person I've ever met, that did something for me, and treated me kindly. With no strings, just being a good person.
It had a surprisingly big effect on me.
Lol, good topic
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