Leon 'S Journal - `` My Champion Ian ''


For as hanker as I can remember, I have always wanted to be a full version of myself. A hero to individual, but every clip I see danger or trouble, I end up ... freezing. I guess the sub spirit is just not for me ... I never introduced myself though did I journal ? You 're new, I 'm new to you and here I am already throwing poppycock at you like this, I 'm drear. My name is Leon, Leon Carter. I 'm 14 and I 'm a senior high school freshman. I love secret plan, comics, dancing, chocolate and I 'm a BIG, BIG Superhero fan, namely ... Superman.

I know, I know ... one would say that a guy my age is should be more into Batman, or really should n't be into cartoon heroes at all ... but I just jazz it. The history, the Super family, and the new Superboy Jonathan ? So adorable ! Not many multitude like it, and I get it, but I guess ... to each one their own I guess ...

But this entry tonight is not for me to talk about Lucy in the sky with diamonds, but about ... well ... who I am.

Sorry about how I unevenly write, I 'm just not used to it, but here we go !

I ... am adopted, I do n't remember when or how I got here but the bomb just dropped one day for me. My parents called me down and tell me one day. I 'd say I took it kinda well, I did n't cry or anything, do n't even call up I felt anything actually ... I got numb and just ... kept on living. Maybe it 's due to the fact that my parents have sex me so much and that I do n't know anything other than them as my parents, but I did n't feel anything damaging towards them ... anyway, I go to school, I have a best acquaintance and lots of Friend that take charge of me because they say I 'm lovely. I guess that 's cool actually, that everyone likes me this much. I just do n't get what I have that 's so impressive.

One matter about me that I find ... well, Weird is ... well ... I do n't even bonk why I 'm writing it as if I 'm talking but whatever ...

I do n't sense confortable in relationships.

I love how my friends like me and worry about me, I love my parents, but the mere intellection of having individual actually hump me to the point of wanting to be WITH me gets me ... anxious. I 've had two girlfriend before, sooo let 's talk about that.

My foremost girlfriend 's name was Eva. She was sweet, she was beautiful ... had these yellow-brown heart and black hair ... She would always beat around me, said she 's protect me and my grinning, and I said I 'd do the same for her ... turns out ... other people feeling the Sami as you can cause mickle of difficulty. The fact that my friend all like me just as much made her feel ... unappreciated ... and I ca n't fault her. We broke up in 3 months.

My moment girlfriend was called Lola, and she was awesome. hooligan girl, long disastrous hairsbreadth and blue eyes I 'd easily get lost in. She was really, really tough ... closest to a real animation heroine I could cope with. One day, we were coming out of the motion-picture show when we were jumped by this guy with a knife ready to rob us. As I said, I froze, I could n't do anything ( And regret it to this day ) but her ? She flipped the guy over herself as if he was made of composition, dunno if it was shock or awe but he simply got up and ran away from us. I 'm grateful to her ever since this day. We really hit it off as a couple. alike taste, music and games ... but ... well ... she 's an ex for a reasonableness right ?

She told me something, something that scared me a lot ... she said `` I love you ''. And I could n't ... say it back to her. And after 3 days ... we talked it out and broke up ... I just ... could n't ...

Ok, I just gave myself some face slap and I 'm make to talk about the next person ... the one I let loose all the time. Ian Anderson.

I 've known Ian ever since we were belittled. We always had fun together ... he is so polite and happy and there 's something about the way he winks that just says `` Do n't concern, I got it ''. He is my age and we are in the same classes, we like the Saame stuff and nonsense and he 's really brave ... hardy guy I 've ever known. He is my one true hero, and I ca n't help but notice that ... everytime he winks at me, reassuring me that everything is going to be ok ... my marrow skips a beatnik. I get nervous, I get happy and kinda disappointed that I get to feel this way and have no estimation what to do with this feeling ...

Ian is my beneficial friend, always was. I feel ... Wyrd when I 'm around him. I 'm always happy with him. I 'm laughing composition this because ... there was this metre he got here, my parents were out and we played biz all day, danced around like a bunch of tike, sang together and even had pizza pie for dinner party. It was one of the felicitous days of my lifespan. So chill, so good ... he always reassured me that he was having a lot of fun with me, and I could say the Saami to him. He was the reason I even changed my vogue !

I used to deliver a mussy black pilus, one day, he just went `` Hey, ever thought of like ... dyeing your hair ? Blond or something ''. I remember it vividly ... he ... ran his fingerbreadth on my hair on the area that should be blonde and said `` Maybe lower it on the sides a bit ? ''. I laughed at that, it was so ... sugariness. I would never bet as cool as Ian though. His fuzz is spiky John Brown, his eyes are the most beautiful shades of leafy vegetable ... different shade. Yeah, you heard me.. uhh .... read it. He has heterochromia and it 's the coolest thing ever !

Which brings me to the ... reason I 'm writing this down ... I 've been feeling unlike about him ... not the skipping a heartbeat ... more like ... I want to be so a lot closer to him, not seeing him harm ... and my champion seem to find that I 'm unquiet when he is not around. They poke fun, goodness natured of course, but I was thinking ... maybe ... I 'm not the only when one feeling like that ... what if I really am not ? What if he feels the Saami way ? Oh God what if he does n't ? Why am I so ... weirdo about it ? Am I going crazy ?

Is it ... just me ?

Maybe I 'll ask over him over tomorrow ... try to talk about it ... I 'll be abode alone, great opportunity. What could go awry ?
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