Growing up in a family of 7, it was easy to be ignored. I didn’t mind. Don’t get me wrong it hurt but after awhile I just got used to it. Everyone knew who my parents were, who my sisters were, & who my brother was. No one knew who I was. One day I was convinced to get out of my comfort zone & talk to people. They asked me if I knew anyone there, I said yes and that’s when I introduced them to my sisters. They seemed to hit it off so much that they didn’t remember I was there.

In third grade, this guy told me he liked me. However, he was a friend of my brothers. Once my brother heard, he had a talk with him & by “talk” I mean he gave him two options, the first being me & the second being their friendship. It doesn’t take a genius to know which he chose. Honestly, if I had the opportunity I wouldn’t choose me either. The sad thing is he wouldn’t be the last guy to do this to me.

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Fast forward to middle school, I met this guy who despite horrible rumors was probably one of the sweetest guys I had ever met. I got to know him & my friends thought they should warn me about him. They said he was nothing but trouble but I wouldn’t believe them. I didn’t, I mean he did nothing to prove to prove to me he was dangerous. He stood by my side, he made me laugh when I was sad. He was willing to make himself look like a complete idiot just to see me smile. At the time, I kept asking myself, “what did I do to possible deserve this?” He seemed to be the answer to my every prayer. I couldn’t possibly ask for anyone better.

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It wasn’t until the fault out that everything changed. I knew both his friends & my friends didn’t want us together but at least my friends were willing to give it a try. His on the other hand, weren’t so understanding. They said I was bad for his reputation. They said I made him look weak. So they made him choose. He didn’t want to choose at first. I saw it in his eyes as he stood there looking back & forth between me & his friends. I was pleading him with my eyes not to leave & he saw it. He told his friends he wouldn’t. Which they responded with “You could continue being friends with her but you can say goodbye to all your other friends” I knew then that I stood no chance. I wasn’t something extraordinary. I wasn’t something special. There was no reason to choose me. Sadly, my thoughts were confirmed when he looked at me with sorry written in his eyes & all I could think was “What did I do to possible deserve this?” I was heartbroken, completely devastated. I started to wonder if I was even worth love.

However, one day they'll look back & remember me & they'll think to themselves, “I let the good one get away”.

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P.S. This is my first article. So tell me what you think.

~Danielle <3