Post by Hero!~ on Nov 11, 2013 7:53:59 GMT -5
Hello everyone, it's Brad. Recently, Mac's gone through some really rough patches, and she's still mentally and physically recovering and she's not doing the best. I'm really worried for her sake, and I think I just need to write it out, so I came here to post it. Mac says that this is nicer than OTD by far, and it's only the tight-knit group of people and some others from the same group on OTD which she also Skypes with. I, personally, only know Quentin, Avery, Gibbs, Hathor, Robot, Mari, Raz(my ex-stepson), Nic, and Etty. So I guess this is both a write-about-it and a get-to-know-you type of place.
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I was just a normal guy who was doing his 2 years at a middle school in the area. I'd done year one of hell not knowing that one girl existed, for the most part. But she knew me and forgot me right over the summer, and I'm glad she did. Now, Mac was just another girl trying to live out her sentence in this jail of a learning establishment. We met for the "first time" on September 3rd, 2013 in the first class of the whole school year; Honor's English - Period 1. The whole 54 minutes we had together weren't as entertaining as most people think from the past nature of excitement from the Brenna pairing. All we did was stand, say out names and nicknames, then something about us. I'd said, "Well, my name's Bradley and I strongly prefer Brad, and I love rock climbing and fencing." Mac had said, as her face flushed, "My name is Makenna but like to be called Mac and I love Monstercat." Our teacher didn't know what that was so she made some really stupid jokes, leaving Mac to just shake her head in disapproval.
The next time we saw eachother was in 6th period, our Algebra course. Forced into conversation with my ex-girlfriend, Ally Beth Ryan, a completely random guy (who's now an alright friend of both of us) named Malcom Tracey, and then myself, Mac didn't speak much. We had to do the introductions again, and she didn't look so happy. We got into some discussion of Monstercat and we seemed to have a pretty good friendship already. Everyone in the group was pretty smart and we all seemed to have common interests, namely Mac and I, except Ally, who was the non-gamer cheer squad prep of the group. I was the smart guy who could care less about the homework and just wanted to be at cross country practice already, but it didn't start for another week.
I went home thinking about her. She'd had marks on her arm that could've been anything if there were only a few; but there was easily over 10 marks on her left arm alone. It was obvious from the direction of the marks that it was self-inflicted. At the sight, my heart skipped a beat, for I had antoerh friend who I'd talked down from suicide multiple times.
Within the next few days, Mac confirmed my suspicion. Someone joked about self-harm, and she became instantly hyperdefensive, snapping st the person until there was no hope in changing their mind, and it sickened me to see how insensitive some people could be depspite how smart they were.
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I was just a normal guy who was doing his 2 years at a middle school in the area. I'd done year one of hell not knowing that one girl existed, for the most part. But she knew me and forgot me right over the summer, and I'm glad she did. Now, Mac was just another girl trying to live out her sentence in this jail of a learning establishment. We met for the "first time" on September 3rd, 2013 in the first class of the whole school year; Honor's English - Period 1. The whole 54 minutes we had together weren't as entertaining as most people think from the past nature of excitement from the Brenna pairing. All we did was stand, say out names and nicknames, then something about us. I'd said, "Well, my name's Bradley and I strongly prefer Brad, and I love rock climbing and fencing." Mac had said, as her face flushed, "My name is Makenna but like to be called Mac and I love Monstercat." Our teacher didn't know what that was so she made some really stupid jokes, leaving Mac to just shake her head in disapproval.
The next time we saw eachother was in 6th period, our Algebra course. Forced into conversation with my ex-girlfriend, Ally Beth Ryan, a completely random guy (who's now an alright friend of both of us) named Malcom Tracey, and then myself, Mac didn't speak much. We had to do the introductions again, and she didn't look so happy. We got into some discussion of Monstercat and we seemed to have a pretty good friendship already. Everyone in the group was pretty smart and we all seemed to have common interests, namely Mac and I, except Ally, who was the non-gamer cheer squad prep of the group. I was the smart guy who could care less about the homework and just wanted to be at cross country practice already, but it didn't start for another week.
I went home thinking about her. She'd had marks on her arm that could've been anything if there were only a few; but there was easily over 10 marks on her left arm alone. It was obvious from the direction of the marks that it was self-inflicted. At the sight, my heart skipped a beat, for I had antoerh friend who I'd talked down from suicide multiple times.
Within the next few days, Mac confirmed my suspicion. Someone joked about self-harm, and she became instantly hyperdefensive, snapping st the person until there was no hope in changing their mind, and it sickened me to see how insensitive some people could be depspite how smart they were.