True life of Toby


Hey guys, I’m just your average teenager here to talk about his life problems and tribulations….no wait I actually am not. As a matter of fact, I am not average, I’m below that and ever since I became a teenager my life has been really messed up. This isn’t an inspirational tale because I’m still yet to receive a turn around.
“Everyone has a talent, you just need to discover it in time so as not to waste it” so said my parents, all my teachers and every elderly person who thinks they know best because they’ve been around for a hundred years. Trust me I don’t have ANY TALENTS. I have tried it all football(soccer), basketball, table tennis, lawn tennis, swimming, singing, dancing, you name it. But I still lie to people that I can do like half the stuff mentioned 😊😊. They’ve just never seen me do them. Like for my entire secondary school (high school) year, my friends all taught I could dance, play basketball, sing and swim…lol
But before getting deeper into my talentless life, let me just tell you a brief outline of my life. For the sake of keeping anonymous, I’ll just go by the name Toby. I’m born into a family of 3 children, an older brother and a younger sister. So being the middle child I’m obviously the least liked in the house. I’m sure all middle born children know what I’m talking about 😭😭. But if you are not convinced that you are the forgotten child as the middle child then you are in denial. Just sit down one day in a quiet place alone and just think of the past. What have you gotten (from your parents not of your own money) that no other child has. Now what have they gotten that you haven’t, what mistakes have you made that your parents be like “your older brother would never do this” but when your younger one does something probably worse, they just get off with a warning or you even get blamed for not telling him/her the right thing to do *sighs*.
So anyway where was I we all grew up and still live in a quiet environment so my social skills are weak except when I’m in school which then is better. I’m yet to see any of my age mates in my estate, it’s like everyone here is literally either 5 or 50 years old and maybe a few 27 year olds. I f*%#ing hate this place and whenever I ask my dad for us to move he says that it’s his dream house…. WHAT!!!
Ummm…. what else, we used to host this annual Christmas party which was the highlight of our entire year until it was stopped 5 years ago. Other than that I’ve gone to only 6 parties my entire life mostly because the ones I usually get invited to or a public party start “very late” according to my dad…since when is 7pm late. I came back from a friend’s house by 9pm one day but that’s a story for another time. I’m glad you guys viewed this story stay tuned for more.
                                                                                             

                                                                                                                                                           14/07/2016

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