I was only 15. Dumb, spoiled, and thought I was free. But I really wasn´t. Now, I´m writing this in heaven. I hope. I really don´t know what happened after that um... So it started like this.
"Mom can I date somebody?" "sure. as long you´re happy." my mom grinned. I saw this new website for dating. I always wanted a boyfriend. It would feel great. I looked. I made myself a profile. I put my name, Emma, and my age. 15. I put my image. I´m so beautiful. I have kissed tons of guys. But never kept them. They would kiss, kiss, then one day later, you´re forgotten. But I was okay. I always wanted to keep one though. This time I would. And I found somebody. His name was Eric. He was cute. Too cute. Too cute to DIE FOR. He was online. And active :) It was my chance. I texted Hey, cutie. I waited. He texted back. I almost fainted. "Hey babe ;)" I told my mom. She was drinking, but she was happy. "Make it last long. okay sweetie?" I nodded. I made sure it would. There´s one thing I noticed. Eric was known for being creepy.. I was fine with that. as long as I kissed.