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Hello everyone! My name is Mike and I’m 17. Even though I’m going to talk a lot about a girl that I once really liked, this is not going to be a love story at all. Instead it will be more about pain, embarrassment, and a dream that I recently realized might not come true.

Many years ago my grandparents came to this country having had a strong desire to have a better life for the future generations of our family. And our family, from time to time, still has some pretty tough times with money. This was one of the reasons that I was looking for a job even before I’d graduated from school. But to be honest, I wanted to go to work mostly because I always wanted to go to college to become the first one in my family who had a degree. Before my grandma died, I’d even promised her that I would do it and now I had no right to let her down.

I used to work at the school cafeteria, at the gas station, and in many other places. But not long before this story happened, I had been lucky to get the best part-time job I could've hoped for, as a waiter in a very fancy and popular restaurant. There was not only a good salary, but i got some nice tips from its wealthy visitors. which meant I could save money for college in a year or so, and I desperately tried to not screw it up.

Once I noticed a beautiful girl who had started to visit the restaurant pretty often. She was always surrounded by her friends and, judging by the way all of them were dressed and behaved, they seemed to come from very wealthy families. But the table she often preferred to sit at was never served by me. So, I had virtually no reason to even talk to her. Also, as a part of the staff, I was definitely not allowed to flirt with clients unless I wanted to be booted. So I could only glance at her, sort of from behind the scenes.

But one day, another waiter who used to serve her table, stayed at home with the flu. He asked me to cover his shift and that exact day she came in to the restaurant alone. While approaching her table to take an order, I felt like I was on top of the world and extremely nervous at the same time.

Of course, I didn’t want to give my feelings for her away, but she suddenly said that she’d noticed how I was looking at her. And then she asked whether I was going to ask her out eventually. I was in shock and completely speechless. She just laughed and told me the address of the café she was going to be at later that day. Then she ordered a fresh tuna salad and it was only once I was already in the kitchen that I realized that she had just asked me out herself. Of course, I did everything possible to meet her and after a couple more dates, we had officially become a couple.

But there was one problem. Because of our late dates I sometimes was late to work, so often that my boss had even told me that his patience had been growing thin and I was that close to losing my job. I tried to explain everything to Sophie - that was her name by the way, but she didn’t want to listen. She’d even begun telling me about her girlfriends’ relationships and that their boyfriends would do anything for them. I tried to assure myself that we were going through a rough patch or something and promised Sophie that I'd try to be better for her once again. But then something happened that was totally out of my control.

Sophie was getting ready to have “the biggest party ever” as she called it and I was trying to finish everything that I needed to do at home and at school so I could be there like I promised her I would. But on the Big Day my boss called and said that we were going to have an important dinner at our restaurant that night and that everybody from the staff had to be at work. Otherwise he’d be happy to fire all of us. I felt like I was torn into pieces. I knew that Sophie wouldn’t forgive me for skipping her party, but I definitely couldn’t afford to lose my job. Especially taking into account that my father had recently lost his job and now the well-being of the whole family pretty much depended on my salary.

Be sure that that day I tried to reach Sophie by phone many times but I always got sent to voice mail. She was probably way too busy organizing her party and everything else. Finally, I just left around 10 messages saying how sorry I was and trying to explain everything to her, hoping that she would understand. I had to shift my focus to work. And I must say, it was the busiest dinner ever, so I wasn't able to check my phone until later that night. I was unpleasantly surprised that I didn't have a single text or missed call from Sophie.


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I Noticed Him In All The Pictures I Make What Does He Want

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★ DO YOU WANT TO GET YOUR STORY ANIMATED? SEND IT TO [email protected] IT WILL BE GIVEN A VOICE OVER BY A PROFESSIONAL ACTOR AND AN ANIMATOR WILL MAKE A VIDEO OUT OF IT! ★ Subscribe ACTUALLY HAPPENED https://bit.ly/2J5HP7j Hi! I’m Patrice but my friends call me Patty. I’ve always had a dream to become popular, you know. Like a real superstar or something, so that everybody would see me and whisper “Hey, that’s the girl...” and stuff. I’ve been working so hard for my dream come true for the last year and it did come true… sort of. Everything started when I saw the first bloggers on the internet. I was amazed by their lives and their abilities, like financially I mean. For me, it seemed to be the easiest way to success and fame, so I’d decided to become a blogger myself. However, I faced my first problem as soon as I started, because I didn’t know how to blog. I would just post pretty much everything. It was like “Here I am going to school” or “Hey! Look at my lunch today” and so on. Of course, I had some followers, about 500 people I guess, but they were either my friends and family members, or some advertising accounts, so it didn’t satisfy me much. I even tried once to devote my blog to my hamster Polly, but she seemed to be a totally unsocial animal and that idea failed. Once I was sitting at home and looking through my blog page and all the posts on it. I could feel how pathetic my blogging efforts were because my photos were far from being like those I’d seen on my favorite blogger’s pages, and my texts were definitely not a philosopher’s thoughts. I had almost decided to give up my idea when I suddenly realized that somebody somehow showed up in almost every photo and video of mine that was taken at my place, except for me, of course. It was my creepy neighbor Alan who lived across the street from me. He had recently moved to the neighborhood with his parents and he was totally weird. He wore the same long sleeve shirt whenever I saw him in real life. Nobody talked to him at school, as far as I knew. Some people even thought that he had some mental and psychiatric disorders. Of course, he seemed to suddenly get caught by my camera’s lens, either appearing from around the corner or staring from his garden at me while I was taking a selfie in my own garden, but I felt strange about it. I shared my thoughts about probably being stalked by a local weirdo and that was it. My followers seemed to want to share my page with their friends or something, because I got a couple of hundred more subscribers that following week. Of course, the majority of my fans, so to speak, were from our town, but it didn’t matter – my fame had found me. Once two girls had even come up to me at the local mall to say hi and they said they knew me because of my weird neighbor. I kept posting my regular photos but this time it had turned into a quest for my followers to find a stranger in them in the comments. This excitement over me being famous lasted, for me, no more than two weeks, when I suddenly realized that my neighbor Alan had been actually stalking me. And this time, everything was done on purpose. I will give you an example. Once, I was in the kitchen trying to cook dinner when I noticed that Alan was staring at me from his window. I would think that this was a coincidence, but when I went to my bedroom and looked out the window, I once again saw him in his attic window still looking straight at me. I got a little scared and worried, but tried to calm myself down, thinking that my eyes were just playing tricks on me. And you know what? I couldn’t sleep well because of all that stuff. I had really bad nightmares that somebody was watching me, like 100 percent of the time and I had even woken up in a cold sweat a couple of times. This almost drove me completely nuts, so I decided to go and talk to this strange guy and ask him why he was stalking me. I thought he’d deny that fact, but he didn’t even try to. He told me that he noticed me trying to film every step of my life on camera, he'd gotten interested in it, and just wondered why I would want do this. But then he came across my blog page on the internet, saw my post about him, and had gotten offended. After that, he started to follow me on purpose as a sort of revenge. I don’t know why but I became really angry and started to shout at him that he had no right to do that, because he scared me a lot. Then I fired a warning shot saying that if he doesn’t stop doing what he’s been doing, I’d call the police. I turned away from him and set off for home when I heard him say that he didn’t see the difference between letting people follow you online or in real life. I entered my house so furiously, that even my mom, who was in the kitchen, noticed how nervous I was. I didn’t want to tell her the whole story so I just said that I hated that creepy guy who lives across the street from us... Music by Epidemic Sound: https://www.epidemicsound.com #actuallyhappened

My Dad Reappeared In My Life After Many Years But He Wanted My Liver Not My Heart
My Dad Reappeared In My Life After Many Years But He Wanted My Liver Not My Heart

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★ DO YOU WANT TO GET YOUR STORY ANIMATED? SEND IT TO [email protected] IT WILL BE GIVEN A VOICE OVER BY A PROFESSIONAL ACTOR AND AN ANIMATOR WILL MAKE A VIDEO OUT OF IT! ★ Subscribe ACTUALLY HAPPENED https://bit.ly/2J5HP7j Hi! I’m Jennifer. Do you know what the worst part about people’s relationships is? It’s disappointment. When you first trust in their good feelings for you but then you realize that they just wanted to use you. And when this happens with the people you're the closest to or your family, it hurts the most. This story happened this past year. I had just turned 18 back then, just graduated from school, and found a nice job at the local grocery store when my older sister Stefani called me to tell me that our mom was in the hospital. Of course, that news made me really worried about my mom, but the very first thought in my head was “Please, let mom be OK ‘cause we can’t afford any treatment." I’ll explain. My sister and I have been raised by a single mom. Our life was full of ups and downs, and most of the time we had a pretty tough situation with money. To be honest, there were very few things that we could ever afford, actually. I’m sure mom tried to do her best to stay afloat, but my childhood was full of envy for my classmates. For example, when everyone else got the latest tech gadgets I was still using a pre-owned push-button cellphone. I tried not to show it to anybody if I didn't absolutely have to. And also, from time to time, we would buy clothes from the second hand store. Once my classmate Joana even recognized her former dress on me. She wasn’t my friend at all and when she told everybody that my dress used to be hers, I was terrible at denying that she was right. Some people believed me and some didn't, but I was totally embarrassed. I had to slightly rework it to be able to keep wearing it. Well, at least I can sew. Now you understand why my sister and I had to go to work right after our high school graduation, with no chance or opportunity to go to college. Anyway, that day mom happened to be admitted to the hospital because of a broken wrist. Her break was not that serious and we were going to take her home. While Stefani was filling in some documents, according to hospital procedure, I’d decided to find the vending machines. When I get back to Stef and mom, I suddenly saw them talking to… my father. Don’t be surprised. Mom left him when I was three and Stef was 6 or so and we’ve never discussed the actual reason she had for doing this. But we still had a couple of his photos somewhere deep in a box with other unnecessary stuff. We never associated with him or any of our other paternal relatives at all. And now, after so many years have passed, it was like seeing a ghost or something. Of course, that meeting went completely cold, but he unexpectedly stated his willingness to have lunch with me and Stef. Later on, when we had already gotten home, mom said that she was against the two of us seeing him. And she finally had to explain why. Mom knew that dad came from a wealthy family when they were about to get married. However, it turned out that he was going to inherit their fortune, their business, and other things, but only if she were to have given birth to a boy. Mom was deeply in love and she agreed, but after having my sister, and then me, mom happened to have some health complications. It turned out that she could no longer have babies. She was ok with it since two daughters was already enough for her, but dad wasn’t. He preferred his family business to his daughters and wife and found another woman who’d gotten pregnant with a boy. Mom was insulted and devastated. So, she’d taken us away and filed for divorce. He tried to pay her some money once, but she was too proud to accept any help from him. Now, since both my sister and I are already adults, we could decide on our own whether to keep a tie with our dad or not, but she won’t really be happy if we do. Stefani immediately took my mom’s side in all of this and said she was way too busy working and didn’t want to have anything to do with our dad. But it made me wonder. Not only did he turn out to be a wealthy man who could help us with money, but I felt that I missed him a lot. Even when I was a child I used to imagine how different the lives of children were who were from families with both parents. And now I had gotten a chance to experience the feeling of having both my mom and my dad in my life. That’s why I called him and the next day we were already sitting in a café close to my work. Dad kept asking about my life, my friends, and stuff and I couldn’t believe this was actually happening to me. I felt like I was a little girl amazed by the main man in her life. Dad gave me the latest iPhone, and took me to the Mall to buy new clothes, and we were having dinners in different restaurants every day. Music by Epidemic Sound: https://www.epidemicsound.com #actuallyhappened

My Boyfriend Cant Get His Eyes Off My Mom
My Boyfriend Cant Get His Eyes Off My Mom

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★ DO YOU WANT TO GET YOUR STORY ANIMATED? SEND IT TO [email protected] IT WILL BE GIVEN A VOICE OVER BY A PROFESSIONAL ACTOR AND AN ANIMATOR WILL MAKE A VIDEO OUT OF IT! ★ Subscribe ACTUALLY HAPPENED https://bit.ly/2J5HP7j Hello, I’m Sylvia, and this is a story about a love rivalry... between me and my Mom! When I was 17, I started dating Paul. He was 18, he was a great guy, and I liked him very much. It was always so much fun hanging out with him and after a short time, I thought I already loved him. There was only one problem. My Mom. She is a very beautiful woman and looks 10 or 20 years younger than she is. So at first everything was great with Paul, but then I introduced him to my Mother. And he... looked at her really weirdly. I felt like he saw my Mom as a more beautiful version of me. For the entire evening Paul was chatting and laughing with my Mom, and she was just enjoying his company. I kinda felt left out of the conversation. They didn’t even look at me! After this Paul mentioned how awesome my Mom was several times. And I started to get paranoid - does my boyfriend really like my MOM? Could this be real? I decided to forget about it, after all, Paul was a nice guy and maybe he just genuinely wanted my Mom to like him for my sake. But EVERY TIME they met, stuff like this happened again. They would talk for a long time, and when I hinted that maybe it was time for us to go and do something without mom, Paul was completely oblivious to it. One time, we had planned to watch a movie one evening at home and Paul decided to invite my Mom to watch it with us. So I was sitting there, watching them talking and laughing, stuffing my face with popcorn. After this, I decided to keep them away from each other. I tried to go out with Paul as much as possible, and if he asked about going to my place, I would always come up with an excuse - like I didn’t want to go, or there was something cool happening in the city. One time I even said that my Mom was sick, and Paul was like “oh, is she alright? Maybe we should buy something for her, maybe she needs some medicine? Every time something like this happened, I wanted to talk with him about it, but HOW could I talk about a topic like this? “Hey, boyfriend, are you, by any chance, in love with my mother?” After a while he stopped talking about her and I thought that was it. But then my Mom “pleasantly” surprised me - she bought us all tickets to another city for a few days. She explained that they were really cheap and she didn’t want to lose this opportunity. All the way there, Paul and Mom started talking again and I tried to convince myself that it was fine, after all, I was also a part of the conversation. When we arrived it was awesome - we were staying in an awesome hotel and our sightseeing tour was amazing. I even had some time to spend alone with Paul when my Mom went to see her friend for a few hours. We ate some ice cream and took a romantic walk in the park, and by that point, I had stopped worrying completely. I thought that, yes, I WAS just paranoid. But this didn't last, and I finally realized that I was right all along. I was so tired this one evening, so I ended up sleeping for like 10 or 11 hours. When I woke up, there was no trace of Paul or my Mom! I looked around everywhere, trying to find either of them - I thought that they might even be in the hotel cafeteria, but no. I called Paul and he didn’t answer. Then I called my Mom and asked where they were. Mom said “Oh, we decided to not interrupt your sleep and we went into the city by ourselves! We'll be back in an hour and then you can join us.” WHAT!? I was boiling with anger, especially because it was such a weird situation to be in. I was in a very bad mood for the remainder of our trip and I didn’t talk much. Paul and Mom were asking me if I felt sick or if something had happened, but I said no. When they planned to go into the city again, I said that I didn’t want to go and that I'd rather just rest in the hotel. I hoped that Paul, or at least my mom, would realize what was happening, but they were happy to leave without me. After we got back, I finally decided to get everything straight. One evening, when Paul and I were hanging out, I finally found the courage to ask him about it in a very straightforward manner - “Paul, do you like my Mom?” He was like “What do you mean?” and I just stared at him, because he knew exactly what I meant. He was scratching his neck and looking in other directions, like he was very uncomfortable about this conversation. After a while he said, “No, of course not, she’s your mom, I’m just trying to be nice.” I explained how uncomfortable and weird I felt every time he would pay so much attention to her and not to me, and he apologized, so I decided to give him another chance. Music by Epidemic Sound: https://www.epidemicsound.com #actuallyhappened