It's story time
This is the story of a goth girl turned candy raver. I was really bored so i wrote it. Enjoy.
Once upon a time there was a girl named Katy. (That's me, for those that are really slow, or just dumb). Some would say she was a totally gothic freak but she wouldn't let their taunts get to her. Yes, she may have went psychotic on people and even threatened to kill a few, but hey, no big deal. She was like this for a long time, maybe four years or so. For Katy, high school was a bitch when she started her new school. People thought that she was a drug dealer (even though at that time she didn't do drugs). They thought that because she was wiccan, she was going to cast some sort of horrible spell on then. She wasn't a bad person at all, actually, she was a good person. You know, played flute in band, colorguard captain, yearbook editor, stuff like that. But, after awhile people got to actually know the "school freak", and they figured that she wasn't so bad. So things went better, and she vowed that she wouldn't change no matter what happened in college. She graduated and went on to college at RIT. She stuck to her plan of staying the same for a couple months, making new friends and such. Then, something happened, one of the people she met started telling her about the parties (raves) that he went to. This sparked her interest a lot. She vowed to go to one of these someday. Then that day finally came. October 28th, 2000, Katy went to her first party. A gothic girl at a rave, that doesn't seem like a good combination. At once though, she was addicted. Loved everything about it. I mean, she always wore a lot of bracelets so she was set in that aspect of things. Our little gothic girl was becoming a raver. There was one person that she met there though, she liked him. A very bad thing. She vowed to herself never to like anybody she met as more than a friend. Naughty girl. Oh well, she'll deal. Now, she still goes to parties, but something is different. This once gothic chick has actually started to wear colors other than black. And, enjoying it. So now, She is totally addicted to these parties, and is turned into a cute (maybe) candy raver. And who knows if she lives happily ever after cuz nobody can actually tell the future. The end.
P.s- I just wanna say hi to Billy (the one who got me into going to parties in the first place), all my party kids. luv yas <**kisses**> to all of you guys
