Here is a story.

Once upon a time...

There was a girl.

She did not have friends, except for one.

The one and her were good friends, the one was a girl, two years of age younger, than the girl.

the younger girl and the girl knew almost everything about each other.

Years later, The girl still had no friends. 

Besides the younger girl.

But the younger girl was out growing the girl.

Leaving her behind and moving.

They still see each other.

They are still friends.

...

Then the girl met a boy.

The boy claimed to only have a few friends.

He had a girlfriend at the time.

She was a snot.

Soon the snot broke up with the boy.

...

The boy started texting the girl.

The girl loved it, finally, she thought.

"I have another friend!"

she was happy with this, even two friends was okay, as long as she had someone to talk to.

He is two years of age older, than the girl.

Soon, the texts started slowing down, no longer every night.

Maybe once every few days.

the few times she could see him, he would talk to her, before some one else would distract him.

She is depressed, everything stresses her out.

"When will you see this?" she cries to herself.

"when will you notice me?" she asks to the walls.

she vents to the internet.

"Yet they do not care." she knows, it is fact.

...

The girl waits for his texts.

"Please, I just want to know I have a friend." she asks.

When he finally does, the conversation is awkward, finally he says.

"am tired, Goodnight"

She says goodnight.

But when she looks at the time, it is early, and she knows he stays up late.

...

The boy hasn't texted her.

"I don't want to send anything, what if he is busy?" the girl asks the walls.

But she is upset with the world.

"Please, tell me I have a friend?"

she asks.

"Does he hate me?" she asks.

"Of course, he has school-friends, Who would want the awkward home-schooler as a friend" she says.

...

"I hate this." she says.

...

Shortly the younger friend visits.

The girl is afraid to say anything.

"I still want your friendship" she thinks to herself.

...

Written by Savannah Puckett.

Just a story.

I think I will write more.

BWAHAHAHAHA!

I am going camping :D
YEY!
And Mason, and Chris, and Justin, and a ton of other boys, will be there :D
FRIENDS!

Also, should I make a video?
You can ask questions or whatever, Miki inspired me, I can make one at camp and try to take it there, It will have to be made with my ipod touch, which means bad quality Dx
I think I will even if you guys don't want me to. xD

Quicksand - La Roux

I cannot seem to get enough sleep :/

Ohwell.

Someone is ignoring me, I miss talking to him ):

Ohwell.

I am going to be in/making a haunted house for Venturing.

But the lady who is "guiding" this thing is a total sl*ty b*tch, Who hates my mother and I, She is probably plotting how to make me miserable for the next two months of planning and the actual event.

My mom doesn't want me to go to the pizza meetings without her, afraid that the SB will do something, even though I know Adam and his dad would be there, she doesn't trust me on my own.

I miss hanging out with Amanda.

I think I will see if we can go get shakes and curly fries after class in a week.

I wish I could hang out with Amanda,Micheal and Mason again, Monday was fun.

But since Mason lives in GWS, Micheal has work, and Amanda has stupid rules to follow, I don't think we will until next summer ):

It was weird, though, Mason sorta hugged/tackled me out of the blue.

Ohwell.

I am trying to not pass out, mom says she'll be back in a while and we will get some lunch in GWS.

Then maybe my lightheadedness will go away.

I also am thinking of becoming a lawyer, 'sept for the fact that I cannot talk in front of people and I have terrible memory, I might actually be able to be one.

Oh but I have a strong dislike of politics. :P

Haha, so probably not. xD

Also, like the title?

I have decided to name the titles after songs that I am either listing to as I write blog entries or something xD

Darkbreeze.

@Darkbreeze,
I do tell them I love them, everyday, I give my mom hugs all the time, I've told them parts of this, I quit smiling and acting happy the last few days, yet all I got was my mom telling me to smile.
The reason I have this blog is to vent, because, like I said I only have a few friends, none of which truly want to hear my problems, I don't have anyone to talk to in real life, once you go for almost a year through all the stress of knowing everyone's secrets and them venting to you, while you can't vent back.
It hurts, I cannot go tell my bestfriend that my sister did this or that my parents did that like normal people do, I never get to spend any real time with her anymore, and I can't say ANYTHING in front of my sister or else she will tell Acacia, who will change it and embarrass me in front of my BSA troop.
I cannot go on a walk without my sister saying something rude and hurtful about my body/personality/whatever to me while noone is around to here it, and if I tell my parents they do nothing about it.

I can't tell my bestfriend something because my parents do not want anyone to know, she reads my blog so I can't even post about it, even though I really really want her to know.

And talking to my parents, I've done that, except for the fact that I get nervous while talking to ANYONE, which makes my voice sometimes sound whiny, or I freak out and start talking about anime/art/BSA.
They hate that and normally walk away instead of listening to me.

The one person I thought would actually listen(My mom's best friend)

about camp, didn't, because my mom went and told her the half of it I told to my parents.

She snapped at me, saying she didn't want to here it.

I had left somethings out, because I was afraid my over-protective mom would have me taken out of scouts.

But, like I said earlier, this blog was created for me to vent.

And actually, they ended up not letting me sell art, they left me at the house all weekend.

~Savannah.

No Savannah You are not allowed to be happy

That is what I think the universe is trying to tell me.

My family forgets I exist until they need me to do something.

They leave me at the house, Go get breakfast at the diner, get lunch at lunch time, well leaving me at our house, That has almost no food in it.

And we can't cook in the house or else it gets too hot, so I can't make anything.

I am hungry, tired and feel utterly alone.

I only have three friends I feel I can rely on, 'sept one lives in GA, one is a guy that my parents don't really want to approve of.

And the other one my parents don't want over here so they don't have to explain my sisters behavior.

I want to disappear.  

~Savannah