It was August of 1992, I was a nine year old boy looking for love in all the wrong places. The temperature in Bakersfield Ca. was about 103 degrees and rising. I was watching the sweat roll of my balls with my two buddies Garret H. and Dakota P. (both approximately Eight years old) when young Jenny crossed the street to see what we were up to... "what are you doing?" asked jenny. "Fuck you jenny, go eat asshole you shit pit." said Dakota. Jenny being only six years old immediatley started to cry. "What the fuck are you crying for? did your ovaries fall out again?" asked Garrett. Jenny then picked up a large stick and struck Garrett in the face with it, he fell down crying like a bitch. As Garrett rolled on the ground crying, Dakota and I ran to the large willow tree on the corner of the street, picked off two "switches", then ran back to avenge our friend.

We took turns hitting Jenny with the Sticks as she cried, she then got up and ran home (wich was right across the street.) Realizing the terrible thing we had done we immediatley split up and ran home. As I was running, I could hear "Good-bye stranger", by supertramp blaring in my mind. When I reached my home (wich was about 14 houses away from the beating) Jenny's mom had already called my parents, and the police. I got busted bad! My parents made me go to Jenny and appologize, then I got grounded. This incedent, the "low point of my life" is the reason that I am so peacefull today.

The low point of my life (by Eli Allman)

sarah

Friday 02 July 2004 at 9:43 pm

Two comments

There was that time you were suckin me off for pixie sticks.
Sledg
Friday 02 July 2004 at 9:43 pm
I think we must do our worst to see our best, or at least to want to choose it. Eli your story makes me happy. Though it seems like a sad story, it is not, it is your life. And that is why it makes me happy. %-)
jon R
Friday 02 July 2004 at 9:43 pm

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