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Mark’s Not So Groovy Life.

By Melissa Jensen

Copyright 2018, Melissa Jensen Author Australia.

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This is my real story as told by me. I will not be holding back on what I do remember. I do, for the first time ever, reveal certain things, these were not easy to write especially one part as I remembered a much happier and simpler time of my life.

What I have written is the truth as remembered by me, to the best of my knowledge, I know that some of you may get upset and angry about what I say, but I need to finally reveal all of this.

This is also a revenge ebook against certain people who bullied, harassed and ill-treated me and those I cared for and loved, during my younger days

Please be advised that this part is for over 18’s only as it does contain some very erotic moments. I am just letting you know before reading.

I have dedicated this Part to Zoe, who has been my best friend for over 30 years, and without your love and unconditional support, I would not be the person I am today. Thank You.

Seasons here in Australia are as follows:

Summer--December to February

Autumn/Fall--March to May

Winter--June to August

Spring--September to November

Forward

This is an updated version of this part, as I had totally forgotten someone very special in my life, whom I have since re-connected with.

I have changed names and where possible locations to protect the innocent and, in some cases, not so innocent.

I have been very forthcoming in what I say, especially my personal opinion on one very touchy subject with me.

I have not included any photos or real references to locations, mainly because I may be identified and there are some peeps that I do not wish to have contact with. One of them is Julie, even though that is not her real name, but you will see in this part the reason why we are very much estranged.

Mark’s Not So Groovy Life will only be until December 1999, Part 2 will be released when I have sold 25,000 of part 1.

Chapter List

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 1

I was born Friday May 28th, 1965 at 11.30am in an Australian Hospital. My Birth name was Mark William Harrisons.

The day I was born, for reasons never revealed to me, my father was at his job as a Sales Man. He worked for a very well-known Department store at the time. When I had been born, someone from the hospital rang my father’s work to let him know. The Public-Address system went something like this “Attention Staff, Daddy Harrisons, Your Son has just been born, Congratulations from all the staff here”.

The entire store erupted in applauding, cheering and whistles for dad, he turned very red, saw his Department Manager who said Go. Dad then left and drove up to the Hospital. When he arrived, mum was in her ward nursing me. Mum said Mark meet your daddy, daddy meet your son, he came over and gave me a kiss on the forehead, then kissed mum.

I am unsure as to how long he stayed. Mum and Dad had decided on my name before I was born, Mark for a boy and Julie for a girl, in those days, parents didn’t know the gender of their baby until the baby was born, unlike today where they know long before the baby is born.

The day mum and dad brought me home, as mum was getting out of the car, she tripped and lost her grip on me, resulting in me falling on my head on to concrete. I immediately started screaming and they both picked me up then got in to the car and dad drove back to the Hospital. When they arrived at Casualty, they went in and told a Nurse who took them back straight away and got a Doctor to attend to me. In those days, CT Scans were not around, so there was only X-Rays done on my head and body. I was kept in for observation for several nights, just to make there was nothing wrong.

N.B, It was not until many years later when I was involved in a major MVA that the true damage was revealed. I will reveal the full extent later in this part.

My Grandparents lived very close to the hospital, so mum and dad decided to stay there, in dads’ old room, just to be close, in case anything happened. Thankfully, though nothing did, and I was given the all-clear several days later to go home.

I do not remember much of the next couple of years, until my sister came along. She was born in 1968, her given names were Julie Maree. I do not remember how I felt about her, but have many times wished that I had hurt her very much then. I will reveal why later in this part.

My earliest memory was starting Primary School February 2nd, 1970. I cried as mum left me at the school. I didn’t want her to leave without me, but she did. I then ran back home and beat her and my sister back home. Mum immediately put me back in the car and drove me back to school and took me in to the Principal. I was not allowed to leave the office until I was given permission.

When I could leave, my Principal held my hand and walked me to my class, I cried all the way there. When we got there, she introduced me to the class and the Teacher partnered me up with a girl named Claire. I went and sat next to her, she said hello to me, but I ignored her. I looked outside for a long time until I heard a smack on the desk, it was the Teacher asking me if I had heard her? I said no, she said ok, everyone is to partner up with the person next to them and complete this project together. I had to partner with Claire, but we got in and started doing our project.

We did work well together, and we talked while we did. I found out her Birthday was exactly a month after mine, her parents were on pensions, she loved a well-known music group who had come on to the scene after winning a song contest. When we had finished the project, we decided that we wanted to spend more time together. When the bell rang for play-lunch, we went and found a spot to eat together, then after we would walk back in to the classroom. We continued to partner up in almost everything together, then at lunch-time we sat together again.

I found out that she was the youngest of 4, she had 2 older sisters and a brother. She told me that the closest sister to her was 7 years older, so they didn’t really have much in common. Claire asked me my story, I told her. She was happier that me and my sister were close in age, I said yes, but I’m doubtful we will ever be close, especially as she is a girl and I’m a boy. Claire said yes, but at least you are both closer in age, let’s hope in time you are both close. I said yes, let’s hope. The bell rang to go back inside. We placed our rubbish in the bin and walked inside to our classroom.

We sat next to each other and it was so hard trying to listen to the Teacher when we were both looking at each other. The Teacher did notice and had me swap seats with another boy. I did scream and argue about moving but did accept it. I got in and listened to the Teacher and did what was asked of me. I kept stealing a glance towards Claire and had a strange feeling, at the time, I didn’t know what it was.

When the lunch bell rang, Claire and I grabbed our lunches and went outside to eat together, we were both upset that we couldn’t sit together in class but could at other times. I told her about the strange feeling I had in class, she asked me what it was? I said I don’t know and even now I still don’t know. Claire said it could have been that we had been separated or something else. I said yes true.

We chatted for the rest of lunch until the bell rang to go back in to class, we held our hands and walked in to together, it felt very right, but very wrong as well. We sat back in our assigned seats and continued to listen to the Teacher and do our work. The bell rang around 3pm, but the Teacher wanted to talk to us both before we left.

We asked what was wrong? She said well for starters, I don’t like that you both hold hands walking to and from class, you are both too young to do that and secondly, I am going to request that one of you gets transferred to another class. We both argued and said we will keep away from each other in class, but we both like holding hands, she said ok then what I suggest is you can hold hands, but I will not allow either of you to partner up in anything together for the rest of this term. We said ok thanks, she said ok now go home and be children. We said thank you and grabbed our bags then left. We walked to the front gate where mum was waiting for me, she asked me as to why I was late?

I told her and introduced her to Claire, they both said hello. I asked mum if we could take her home as her sister hasn’t turned up? Mum asked where did she live? Claire told her, mum said that’s ok as that street is on the way home, we said thanks and we both got in to the back. The drive to Claire’s house was short, when we arrived, Claire and I got out and we went inside, while mum got Julie out of the car.

Claire opened her front door and introduced me to her mum, we both said hello and a few seconds later mum came in with Julie, Claire introduced them to each other, she asked if she could show me her room? Her mum said yes, if it’s ok with Mark’s mum, mine said yes, but we need to get home soon, we said ok and went to her room.

I was astounded at how messy her room was, but I was put at ease, she asked me if she could change in front of me? I said yes and covered my eyes, she said ohh that’s sweet, but you don’t need to cover your eyes, I said thanks but yes, I do.

Claire then unzipped her uniform and took it off in front of me, I didn’t even have time to react. I got the strange feeling back again when I saw her just wearing panties, she noticed and asked me if I was okay? I said not really as I have just gotten that strange feeling again. Claire asked me what made it happen?

I said well it was seeing you in your panties just now, she said well I have an idea, let’s ask our mums if we can both come back here tomorrow after school and I can try something out. I asked what was it going to be? She said you will find out tomorrow. I said ok, she finished getting changed, then mum called me to let me know it was time to go home. I said okay, we are coming out now. We walked out to the lounge room and said can we ask a question please? Both our mums said yes, Claire then said can Mark come back here after school tomorrow please?

They said yes, but why? I said well we get along so well and we can’t sit together in class, we have some sort of a connection. They said ok yes.

We said neato, and I said goodbye to Claire’s mum then went to the car, I asked mum if we could come pick Claire up in the morning, mum said yes of course, we will be here around 8.30am, I got in to the car and Claire said okay have a great night and I’m so happy we met today, I said yes you too and me too.

Mum started the car and we left, I kept waving goodbye to Claire even after we had lost sight of each other. The drive home was short, when we got home, mum went and unlocked the house. I went inside while she got Julie out of the car, then came inside to start cooking tea. Dad arrived from work not long after, of course Julie started again and said guess who has a girlfriend?


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