Title: Life is Life
Author: Erin
Spoilers: None
Pairings: W/t
Disclaimer: I'm not making any money, and I don't own the characters from BtVS. Don't sue me, I only have 30 bux in my bank account.
Distribution: I don't really care, just ask
Note: There is no magic, no vampires, no slayers. This story is going to mostly be told by journal entries written by Tara. I'm writing it just to write something. I've had serious writers block. Writing the story this way gives me a little more freedom in structure. I hope you all like it.
Part 1
Dear Journal,
Wow, That sounds so cliché. Today, well, it was good I guess. I miss my mom. I really miss my brother, Donny. It’s been two months. Two months since I fell in love with a girl. Two months since I have been shunned.
A little more than two months ago I met this girl. Willow. We were working at this pet store in the mall. She was new. She was beautiful. We started to talk. At first I was really shy. But after a couple of days I warmed up to her. She does this thing when she gets really excited. She just talks and rambles for what seems like for forever. I digress. She had been working there for about a week before we exchanged phone numbers. We talked every night. It was the most incredible feeling that I have ever experienced. Then one night, I went to a sleepover with some friends. My best friend got drunk and tried to kiss me. I did not want my first kiss to be with someone who was drunk, and I did not want my first kiss to be with someone who was not Willow. My “best friend” got mad at me. She took my parents out to lunch the next day and told them that I was a lesbian. My parents proceeded to drive to the mall and drag me out of the store by my hair. They didn’t care who saw. They were embarrassed enough that I was gay, like I was already wearing a big neon sign anyway. They took me home and asked me if it was true, if I really was a dyke. God I hate that word. Anyway, I tried to lie, but they didn’t believe me. My dad backhanded me, dragged me to my room and locked me in it. I didn’t have a window, so I couldn’t escape. After a few hours they came in my room, making a point to not look at me…I was being shunned…They told me to get in the car. I hung my head in shame and obeyed their request. My mom was crying. I know she loves me still. But it’s what she had to do. They drove me back to the mall and dropped me off. They gave me my drivers license, my birth certificate, and my social security card, and the view of the car driving away from me. I was left with $3.42 cents in my pocket and the clothes on my back…I can’t. I don’t think that I can write anymore. I’ll write tomorrow. I need my Willow. She’ll protect me from myself….
yes i like this very much keep it up oh and 
please 
in normal words, I love it. Your going to try to continue with all thats happening there is no real rush. I will be lurking for updates. thanks for this.