Someone to Care
My name is Kelsey and I am sixteen years old. I have an olive complexion and I am a brunette. I have big brown eyes that get this red tint to them every so often. Sometimes my eyes can look like they have no iris, just a big pupil; all black. I have full lips and high cheek bones that tip off others that I am Native American. I am five foot five even, and I am fairly “tiny” with an athletic body. I like to get outside. I enjoy being with my friends, even if we all just sit around. It is better to be bored with friends than to be bored by yourself. I grew up in sunny California in a town called Artesia. Artesia was one of the many ghetto cities in the Los Angeles area. I never did have many friends in elementary school; everyone was already friends with my older sister Nikki. I moved to Washington on December 11, 2004, leaving my one and only friend, and some of my family. My family has always been a large one; there are nine children all together. My older sister Nikki is just two years older than me and she has always had many friends. Nikki now lives in California with her father who never really was a “dad”. He even told my mom to get an abortion when he found out she was pregnant! I think Nikki’s biggest mistake was, and still, is deciding not to break up with her boyfriend. I believe that people will stay in a relationship with someone no matter how bad it gets, just so they can have a sense of belonging.
The other night my mom got a phone call from Nikki. Nikki was stranded on a beach that was an hour’s drive away from her house. She had been at a beach party where the only person she knew was her boyfriend. He left the party without her accompanied by two girls; they were going somewhere else to have a little “fun”. Nikki ended up having to walk all the way home in a party outfit. We didn’t hear from her for another few days after that phone call. My parents were worried something had happened to her, but we later found out her phone was the problem. Nikki is still “with” him. Nikki has even babysat her boyfriend’s kid for him, but she is not allowed to discipline or even raise her voice to his child. Nikki’s life is all over the place and she never really has anything to do or anyplace to be, which is why I believe that she is only with her boyfriend so she can feel like she belongs somewhere. Her dad doesn’t want her, she ran from my parents, and she doesn’t ever talk to our siblings. I think Nikki just wants to have the “girlfriend” title so that she knows someone who lives close to her cares what she does.
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