I'll always remember a time when I was 12, It was afterschool and I was waiting outside to get picked up. That's when I saw a little Chad and girl kissing each other on the steps. They were also touching each other and holding hands. I stared in envy. A teacher was walking towards them and I hoped that he would spot them and ruin their day. But they heard him coming and successfully evaded him by pretending to be studying together. I was filling up with rage, I wanted to pour extremely hot water all over them.
They resumed doing what they were doing, stopped, began whispering to each other. That's when they stood up and went to the back of the school holding each other's hands. My head wanted to explode when I realized they were probably going back there for more privacy to do more intense things. I wanted to follow them and curse them out, but I knew it could backfire because the little Chad could beat the crap out of me and the girl would love him even more.
I just stayed where I was waiting. I felt so miserable, I was on the verge of crying, some tears did fall. In that same year I saw more things like this, PDA, girls talking about losing their virginity, etc. I hated that school. Even today when I pass by that school occasionally I fill up with so much sadness and anger. I'll never forget what I saw and heard. It was there that I realized I would never have that life as a teen or an adult. Many years later, I was right.
I hate PDA so much, it's very common in my city with the reputation it has (like Isla Vista but instead the entire city is like it, no escaping it)
They resumed doing what they were doing, stopped, began whispering to each other. That's when they stood up and went to the back of the school holding each other's hands. My head wanted to explode when I realized they were probably going back there for more privacy to do more intense things. I wanted to follow them and curse them out, but I knew it could backfire because the little Chad could beat the crap out of me and the girl would love him even more.
I just stayed where I was waiting. I felt so miserable, I was on the verge of crying, some tears did fall. In that same year I saw more things like this, PDA, girls talking about losing their virginity, etc. I hated that school. Even today when I pass by that school occasionally I fill up with so much sadness and anger. I'll never forget what I saw and heard. It was there that I realized I would never have that life as a teen or an adult. Many years later, I was right.
I hate PDA so much, it's very common in my city with the reputation it has (like Isla Vista but instead the entire city is like it, no escaping it)
