Chapter 2 - My Book

The first real relationship I was in was with Tonya. I guess I was excited to have a first relationship and was all into Tonya. She had died blond hair and was taller than me. She was bigger than me also I make a point to say this but you will realize why later.
At that time I was living with Mom and Dad and I was 19 years old. I worked at Walmart at the time. I worked there before I met Tonya but met her while I was working there. While working at Wal-Mart I worked with a guy named Charlie. Charlie worked in the electronics department. Charlie was married to Samantha, she was a fiery red head. Tonya and Samantha were friends or more like sisters really. I think they are related somehow, maybe not though. They always called each other sister. I ended up moving in with Charlie and Samantha who also lived with Scott and Jessie. I had fun living with them but at the same time towards the end I didn't like living there. Charlie ended up keeping or trying to keep my stuff. Jessie let me in the house to get my stuff while Charlie was gone. He ended up turning out to be an asshole. We lived near Mary Baldwin College so we were close to downtown Staunton. One time Tonya got a parking ticket for parking the wrong way on the street in front of the house.

I ended up moving back in with Mom and dad after that. And I still was working at Wal-Mart. I worked there only a couple months. From August 2000 to December 2000. I quit before Christmas because Tonya wanted me to quit my job so I did. I was dumb to quit my job for her because Wal-Mart wasn't a bad job. I was just a cashier but I liked my job. Tonya and I ended up moving in with her mom. Her mom made us sleep apart which I didn't mind. Tonya kept me on an emotional rollercoaster. She was controlling and mean. We ended up getting an apartment thanks to her mom who paid for it.

I got a job at Sheetz. I started working at the Harrisonburg Sheetz and then they built the Sheetz in Staunton and I was transferred there. I didn't work there but about 3 months. The only thing I disliked about that job was making food in MTO. I don't remember a lot from Tonya and I'd relationship because I blocked out a lot. It was a toxic relationship. Tonya drank and she hung out with the wrong people. One night she was drinking and her friend Mikey was over there and a fight ended up ensuing and I ended up getting slammed against the wall, choked, and face was bruised and I had a black eye. All thanks to Tonya and her friend. One time Tonya picked me up from Sheetz in Harrisonburg and on the way home she stopped at the rest stop off the interstate and left me. She eventually came back for me. We had gotten into a fight and she got mad and left me. I was 19 and didn't have my license yet so I relied on her to take me to work. I also relied on my dad because several times he had to take me to work when I worked at the Sheetz in Staunton because Tonya wouldn't take me to work. She was being a bitch like she always was towards me. When Tonya assaulted me we ended up going to court because I went to the cops on her. After that I ended up moving back in with my parents because Tonya's mom and my mom said enough was enough. Especially because it got to the point where all we did was fight and argue. And I fought back eventually. We had bruises on us from our fighting. When I moved out mom went with me to get my stuff and Tonya's sister Tammy was there and she wouldn't let me get my stuff back. So I had to leave my stuff there because they wouldn't give it back to me. So I left my stuff behind because well Tammy was way taller and bigger than me and known to fight and I wasn't about to fight with her.

While I worked at Sheetz they had a Sheetz Day at Kings Dominion and Tonya and I went to it. I remember before we went Tonya stopped at the ATM and put blank pieces of paper in there as if she was depositing checks. She got $200 and we were on our way. We stayed the night down there and Tonya's mom called the next morning to tell us that the cops were looking for us because she stole $200 out of the ATM. Not to mention she stole items out of the hotel room. When I got back to work one day my Manager came up to me and said that someone from the hotel had called him and said I stole stuff from the hotel. I was like what the hell. I don't know how I was tracked down but I was getting the blame. I told my Manager I wasn't the one responsible. I didn't get in trouble thankfully. Tonya was a bad egg and I should have seen it.

You can't forget the time she wrote bad checks. We had a joint account so of course we both get the blame even though it wasn't my fault. I take responsibility for my actions but not when I am not to blame. Tonya and I had two friends Susan and Tara who wrote bad checks and they got away with it so I assume by her writing checks she would get away with it. Mind you I worked at Wal-Mart so they knew who I was. Tonya wrote bad checks everywhere even to Wal-Mart. And since my name was also on the check of course I get blamed. They threatened to call the cops. My mom and dad ended up paying for it so I wouldn't go to jail. My parents bailed me out a lot.

Tonya was a bad person to be with and she got me into a lot of trouble. One time we went to visit her father's grave and her sister and her boyfriend were with us. Mind you her sister was like 30 something dating a 16 year old. We had a dog and I stayed in the truck with the dog. Tonya and everyone got out and went into the gate to visit the grave. I never went in the gate and only got out to let the dog per. Gino her sisters boyfriend stole a leaf blower. The cops ended up being called about that. And it had been left in Tonya's truck. The cops came to our apartment and questioned us. I knew nothing about it and Tonya lied and wouldn't tell who stole it so they arrested us all. The charges ended up being dropped and the judge said I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

So many close calls with her where I could have seriously gotten into trouble. I eventually got away from her thankfully. And life was better after that. Do you know Tonya never once worked the entire time we were together. She was lazy and didn't work the whole time we were together. She worked before we got together at some cleaning company.
After Tonya I ended up talking to a girl named Carol that I had gone to school with. This is where stuff got crazy in my life. Meeting Carol wasn't a mistake but we weren't meant to be. Yet another toxic relationship. The next chapter of my life is where my memory problems come from.

Tonya fucked up my credit, that is where it all began. My credit has not been good since but it is better than it was. She really fucked up my credit with all those bad checks and the phone bills and cable bills she put in my name. I am still pissed about that and my credit has not been the same since.

Writing My Book

So I wrote a 1000 words today in Chapter 1 of my book. I probably could have written more and may still add to it. 1000 words is pretty good, I think. I don't know though this would be my first book. So I have Chapter 1 written for now and may add to it. Never wrote the preface or introduction still need to do that but I will probably do that at the end possibly.

Writing A Book

I decided last night while laying in bed that I am going to write a book about past relationships and how they changed me and shaped me into who I am. I will start the book off with my first relationship. Or maybe start it off with when I was a teenager. Not sure but I am going to write. My plan is to at least write a chapter a day. Not sure what I shall call it yet. But its going to be fun to write and think about memories.

DWP: Writing

Daily Word Prompt: Writing

For me writing is a way to escape into a whole another world. I can get my thoughts out instead of keeping them bottled up inside. I started writing when I was a kid. When I was in elementary school I won a writing contest and they hung up my poem in the cafeteria for all to see. I felt special and important. Over the years I have won Poet Of The Month through Poetry.com which is a great site through the International Poetry Society which I belong too. I am a poet and have written so many poems over the years, too many to count. I love poetry because it is a great way to express yourself in words. If you go online on The Web Poetry Corner a lot of my poems are on there. When I was a kid I used to write stories, stories which I don't think really had a genre. I used to write about everything. Guess in my writing you could see what a grotesque dark mind I had even as a child. That comes from being bipolar and a schizophrenic I guess. I wasn't diagnosed with it until I was in the Army in 2005 in my adulthood. Back then I had never been diagnosed with it and it was never mentioned that I had it. But when I look back I can see that I had it but at that time I didn't know what bipolar or schizophrenia was. I grew up an ADHD child with behaviorial problems. Just ask my parents they will tell you what a trouble child I was. I gave them a world of problems even though I didn't mean too.
I had a learning disability and was in Special Education classes from Elementary School to High School. And yes I got made fun of for being in special ed classes. Yes life growing up was tough and I got bullied plenty. And the bullying got worse when I became a teenager because when I was 14 I came out as a lesbian and the taunting and harsh words followed. Dyke was everyone's favorite harsh word to call me. I got used to the bullying but really should anyone get used to that? I don't think so. Well I had a best friend Jennifer Wimer who was always there for me and she didn't care if I was a lesbian, she was still my friend regardless. She always took up for me and when someone made a conment she always had something to say. And she always said she was my girlfriend and she would kick their ass when someone made a rude comment. She was a good best friend but we lost touch over the years. I saw her a couple months ago when she came into my work and she told me where she was working so I should go see her. Jennifer was gothic and always painted her face similar to the group ICP and she had lots of piercings and wore a ton of necklaces. And she dressed in all black of course and dressed differently then others. She also got picked on and made fun of because of her looks but I always took up for her and didn't care what anyone said and I didn't care what ahe looked like. I wasn't her friend for her looka we got along and she had a great peraonality. She would tell people to kiss her ass when they made a comment. She was ready to fight when someone had something mean to say. She never got in any fights that I know of but she was ready if the occassion would arise. We were like two peas in a pod always hanging out and doing stuff together and talking on the phone. Funny thing is that she started off by being my sister's friend and then we started hanging out and we got along together better than her and my sister did. Jennifer and I had more in common then my sister Donica and her. So it was only natural that we clicked. We used to walk home from school together cos we lived in the subdivision behind the schools. There was normally a group of us that walked home together almost every day. One day when I was a senior in high school I was walking home by myself, I don't remember where everyone else was. Well I was walking home and this car was coming in my direction and passed me. Apparently they wanted to do a Uturn and I was passing a dead end road and they did a uturn in the intersection of that road and hit me from behind with their car. I remember the car was on top of me and I had to crawl out from under it. When they hit me it slammed me to the ground and my knees hit with a thud so hard against the ground. After I crawled out from under it they said are you ok without getting ever getting out of the vehicle and before I even had time to respond they drove off without evening checking to see if I was okay or if I was hurt. I had on brand new jeans Mom had bought me and the accident had ripped the knees out of my jeans. And my knees were all bloody. No one stopped they just kept driving by but one. Kim Martin and her boyfriend Boots were coming home from school and saw it apparently. They stopped and asked if I was ok and if I wanted a ride. I don't even remember what I said because I was in tears but I ended up walking home. Mom happened to be off work that day cos I think Donica had an appointment. When I got home I immediately called Jennifer my best friend and her dad brought her to my house. When she got there she was freaking out and asking me if I was okay and she was pissed that they drove off. And her dad was concerned also and offered to take me to the hospital. But about that time mom and donica pulled up and I told mom what happened and she called the police. A State Police Officer came to the house and took my statement. It ended up being in the paper as a hit and run which no one ever came forward about it. I received over $1000 from our insurance and I don't even know what I spent the money on but my jeans got replaced. Mom had to take a picture of them and send it to the insurance company. Karen my other best friend wasn't with me because she had already graduated from high school so that is why she wasn't with me. I can laugh about it now but at the same time its not really funny because I could have died or been hurt really bad.
But back to writing, it is a way to release what I am thinking inside. And I like to think about the past and keep the memories alive. I don't like forgetting things even though I can't remember some things. Grandpa Collins talks about the past too for the same reason. Its good to keep the memories alive. Wiriting can take you to places you've never been before and the possibilties are endless.
I haven't written any stories in a long time though. Probably not since I was a teenager really. I used to write down what my characters names were and info about them and then I would start writing the story from that point on.
Do you remember in school how we used to use the bubbles when writing. I used to love using the bubbles because I could come up so much stuff. And when I did the bubbles I had so many branched out.