When I was in eighth grade my middle school was overflowing with kids. So there wasn’t manly lockers to go around. I started the year out by sharing a locker with my best friend lets call her Maxine. Halfway through the year another one of my “friends lets call her Chanel ” told me someone had broke into my locker.
So we went to the office and since Maxine wasn’t there today, the principal decided the best possible solution was to move me into Chanel’s locker. Well she had her locker stuffed full. She had an extra shelf and a chalk board she had put in her locker . The shelf had 8 different holsters. She used 7 of them and the ones already in the locker. I had 8 classes And 6 books that I had to cram on 1 little shelf. I also played basketball and had a game bag I had to keep in the locker.
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I’m a 20-year-old female from San Angelo, TX an this happened my freshman year at college. I was getting short on funds for basic living and so I decided to take a night shift job at the Whataburger down the street from my university and my shifts usually consisted of me going into work at 11 p.m and leaving either at 3 a.m or 6 a.m.
This took place the first couple of days of spring break, so not many students were in my dorm complex including my roommate (tank god) but this was the only time I needed someone there with me. I went to work as per usual and they decided to have me on drive-thru which I had no problem with.
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I am 25 now but I was 18 at the time.
I live in Huntington Park, a small city in southern California. I was 18 years old and it was June 2011, about to graduate and I wanted to bring a guy I liked with me to Gradnight at Disneyland. Jose worked at the new 7/11 that opened on Clarendon and pacific. Pacific is the “main street” of my city where everyone hanged out. I lived at the time behind pacific on Rita Ave. So I would always be either at 7/11 with Jose or with my friend Leo who worked at “Moracomp” computer lab where everyone went to download anything and print etc or somewhere at starbucks.
I was told at school if I wanted to bring someone to Gradnight the person had to fill out the form attached to mine so I walked into 7/11 and someone who was bend over the ice cream bin stood up and turned around. I came in and immediately started calling for Jose and as I looked down this person who was pimpled and shorter then me but was looking at me waved slowly and said “hi” in a soft whisper. I quickly said hi back and walked into the back of the 7/11 when Jose came out and we hugged and we technically had a moment when he asked me if that person was with me. As I turned around I saw the person who said hi was only feet away in an aisle near Jose and I. Quickly I said “no, I don’t even know that person. Is it a guy or girl?” We laughed quietly when Jose said “I think he likes you” and I laughed it off and said “oh yeah she is probably here for you”. We hugged and agreed the time wouldn’t allow him to go with me to gradnight but he assured me we could go somewhere else. Remember all I did was say “Hi”.
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I was a young and naive 19 year old girl working at Circuit City back in 2004. I was the gaming specialist which I loved, I got to test out new games, and often got free swag from the manufacturers.
I loved the job and my coworkers, but some of the customers I could do without. My department was in the back corner of the store, the most secluded spot. I had everything from creepy older married men with sons my age asking me out for coffee and “we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do” type of situations, to drunk idiots straight up asking me if I put out. But all of those will never be as bad as Kenneth.
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It’s always easy to trust people easily on the internet, as was the case with me. As such, sometimes you give out too much, even accidentally. Even people who know the dangers of the internet, such as myself are pulled in, and events like this happens. I mainly write this as a warning to others. Please, don’t be like me.
Anyway, a little backstory before I tell the story. I live in the Portland-Metro area of Oregon, and am a transgender sixteen year old, having gone under HRT and some surgeries. I’m expensive, I know. Back on track, however, I play a game called osu!. All you really do is just click circles to music (mainly Japanese), but it’s quite addicting. In this game, there is a chat feature to let you talk to other people.
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I’m going to give a few details about this story, for starters, it’s not my own. This story came from my eldest sister (I’ll call her Chloe for this) she told me she was 16 at the time and she lived in a bungalow with my father. Me, my brother and my mother had moved away to another part of the county at this point which put much stress on her.
Chloe had always been a party child and without my Mothers influence and guidance, she went off the rails. She went out partying (mostly drinking) in woods and illegal properties like abandoned houses and other buildings… Well, that was until these events took place, and since then, she only goes out to local pubs and social clubs with her boyfriend and her close friends.
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I’m not really you’re typical girl.
I have no in real life friends, I’m shy and very quiet all together. Your typical loner. So my only source of actually talking to someone is through social media. Lame right?
Anyways this incident of mine happened two years ago when I was 16. I was on this dating app called “meetme” which I was very spectacle of it since I’ve had bad experiences in the past. But I decided why not? I can make friends for once that live close or so I thought….
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After all this time, just remembering this leaves me nervous. I worked at Mcdonalds while studying at college, both full-time. A few months into this job and I actually enjoyed most shifts. Some were a pain, others downright funny. The managers appreciated my friendly attitude towards customers, so I was behind the counter taking orders like most nights. I greeted the first customer with a smile.
“Hi there! May I take your order?”
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When I was around 13 years old, a new boy came into our science class. He was known to some of my classmates from their primary school but had just now transferred from another school to our secondary school.
I had never met him before and had never so much as made eye contact with him, but one of my friends had been his ‘girlfriend’ when they were around 11. He was not in any of my classes and I had never spoken directly to him but knew of him through friends.
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Well let me start by saying that Alexa Van Helsing is my Wattpad name and I no longer have the account after this. I am in my late teens and I am soon going to college. I want to be a journalist and an author once I get out of school. Writing fanfiction is a way to help me relieve stress since I have anxiety and it has only gotten worse after this. Now most people believe that fanfiction. net is a place where no one can really harm or stalk you and I am here to tell everyone that, that is a load of BS. This story happened about four months ago and I don’t think I will ever have another fanfiction account after this. Now I never thought I would be on this and telling one of my own stories unless it was creepypasta, so I hope this helps my anxiety though I really don’t know if it does.
So one day I was writing fanfiction on my account, I love writing about creatures and horror though by my screen name you can tell I love that kind of stuff. My favorite thing to write is vampire stories ones where there’s a girl vampire slayer. Where I got my name from was a book I love to read when I was younger it was called the Alex Van Helsing Series and it is by Jason Henderson. This might have been a bad idea since there are people that to bully you out there, but this story has nothing to do with bullying.
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