Well today started out as any normal day would have… Who would of thought that today I would cry more then I have in years.
It started out with me and my brother’s plans falling through and he got ticked and got into a fight with my parrents and that sucked.
So then I was asked to go help move a treadmill from a women’s house (Who I’ve trusted all my life and helped.) and everything goes fine until we get the treadmill out the door and then all heck broke loose.
She started to tell me, my dad, and my mother that me and my brother lied to her and we had wild parties well house sitting at her house. (We had three people and play simi loud music. Which I said we did. But she claimed we did more.) So then she says she wanted to talk to my brother (Who stayed at home still frustrated off from the fight.) and my mom said not to come talk to him tomorrow. And then she started yelling at me and my parents. So we left the treadmill in her garage and went home.Then we talked, cried, and shouted…
I have never been stabbed in the gut like that before and I feel knocked down after the house’s sale fell through (and now I want to move more then ever…).
Someone I trusted,helped out, and loved as a friend goes up and stabs me not in the back but right in the gut.
Me and my family could use some prayer…