I am not df'd I was never baptized.
1)There was one guy that I got along with real well. Unfortunately he was a couple years older and got disfellowshipped before I left. Doug Craft or Doug Kraft I dont remember the spelling. I was so surprised when I was getting to know him because I had never met a dub kid that was as bad as I was. He would swear, look at dirty magazines, drink, make explosives, play heavy metal, fight. I havnt seen him since before I left.
2)Watching the other JW kids go from incredible wieners to fairly rebelous.
I remember in the 6th grade a group of girls that I didnt recognize walked by me and said "hi (my name)." It was like the first week of middle school and I had been in the town less than a year, "Who the f***?"
And then they all gasped and were shocked and then I realized 'Aw s***'
This is where the good part comes. I noticed one of the other girls that wasnt there came on my bus and was sitting near me. I was thinking to myself 'what is Jennifer (pretty but retarded self righteous bizotch) doing here?'
As I neared my stop she finally said something to me, "Christina says you said a bad word."
"What?!?"
"Christina says you said a bad word."
"What?!?" I know what she is saying but I dont believe it. She thinks I cant hear her because the bus is noisy. After about the 4th time she repeated herself, she finally said "Nothing, nevermind."
Christina my narc turned out to be a party chick in highschool. She was the only one that was at all "bad" from that little group. I was still way too much for her though. Joanna Hilly and her older sister left but I didnt really know them at all. Joanna was really hot, I should have tried to pick her up later on. So out of about 20 JW kids at my congregation only 5 left, me, my sister, doug, joanna, her sister, and one guy died. He was bad too but he "repented" before he died.
I cant remember Joanna's sister's name. She was also really good looking but much more Indian looking and much longer hair. I didnt even know they were sisters. Joanna looked so Anglo. She apparently did not want to be at the hall anymore though. I got a kick out of her tactics. She was like sixteen. She obviously didnt care. I had no idea any of this was coming but she just started making noise one day. And then her mother would put her hand on her mouth. And when she moved it she would make the same noise again instantly. She was laughing and smiling. It worked apparently because thats the last time I ever saw her. I thought she was crazy until I started doing the same thing and then I understood.
Then there was this kid Brandon I think was his name. He was a year younger. This was in the 5th grade. We were going to his apartments to go swimming. He asked me what I would tell my mom about something and for the sake of simplicity I said I would just tell her something else. And he responded after a moment of confusion "That would be a lie." voice going up at end.
"What?!?"
3) Bethany Bradshaw . I still cant believe she was only a year older than me. She was perfect. Didnt know her though. She married some dub.
4)Then there was the one morning when I was 14 or 15, probably 15. Some new really good looking voluptuous woman in the congregation was out in service and came to my door with another sister. Immediately my eyes were drawn to her really low cut dress, really low cut. She was a few inches shorter than me. She had puffy black hair, blue eyes and a big smile. I know she knew I lived there. And this was back in those days when I did not yet realize you can tell where someone is looking when they are looking at you. She seemed to get a kick out of it. Man, I can only wonder what if.
5)The roast beef sandwiches at the assemblies and conventions.
6) Jason Holmes was a bad apple but he is still loyal as far as I know. Although he barely attends. Poor guy he was pretty cool we would be friends. I should hit him up.