I'm starting to feel better and that means it is time to tell y'all what Laurie's been like for the past four days. It's a whole lot like listening to a bossy girl child on a playground that is making up some kind of game that can only end up in her favor. I think it is meant to frustrate the target, but the truth is that she is dealing with her brother and Christian that go along with just about everything.
Since the day I graduated from high school and moved away from college I think Laurie has thought of me as "the one that got away" and that pisses her off. She's been trying to physically harm me for so long that anything less than death is failure. I know that the mystique she wants to create is that of some kind of "you can't fuck with me drug dealer gangsta bitch" but the truth is that what she has always coveted is what she has right now. She's reliving her fifteen year old fantasy where she has me, a 14 year old boy to call a faggot and have her friends try to beat up. She's already send her cousin and another cousin and his boyfriend whom I am certain were told to start some kind of fight. Now we're back in the same hometown, she's having constant dreams about "riding on a school bus" that she's telling my team about, she's contacting the boys that use to try to beat me up for her (we've been friends now for about thirty years), she's living with her drug dealing brother and now she's right down the street from me. This is high school all over again for her. Not me.
I've never understood what kind of fantasy Laurie has about this period of time. She isn't anyone significant to me. Yes, she was hateful, abusive and rude, but I wasn't the kind of person that put any kind of thought into that. I knew that if I was out and about, running into her or her friends, would prove, deadly. I don't know why I think deadly, afterall, we were all just kids, but there is something far more sinister in Laurie's hateful threats. I knew that if I was ever caught alone where they were, I wouldn't be alive. I just knew it. She did, as you have heard, push someone in front of a car she thought I was driving...so, you know what we are dealing with.
The last four days, while I've been sick, I've never heard someone sitting on a microphone going over the same thing...over and over and over again like someone with a huge mental defect. I don't know her family at all, but she is acting like they are going to bail her out of the problems that she's caused herself. She wants me to talk about them so that she can have a topic to dig in to with them. I don't have anything to say. There isn't anything that I know that would involve them...it's just Brian and Laurie.
Laurie is still looking for that little boy that she abused in high school that nobody got her in trouble for. I guess I could have, but I knew the type. It would have just gotten worse. It was only after she nearly got someone killed that things changed. She pushed one of her thugs in front of a moving car that she thought I was driving. Rob Etnyre and I looked a lot alike and the car, was her obsession's, Kelly Brandon. The likelihood of me being in that car was high...but I wasn't. This was a HUGE deal back then. Lots of boys got in trouble and Laurie was at the center of it. People were expelled. Kelly was shaken up and pissed off. Rob was never the same. I was left alone.
One thing is for certain. I knew all about that party and I avoided it like it was the plague. I knew that the potential for a Laurie attack was super high and I opted way out of it even thought it was for a girlfriend of mine that I am very close to. The incident was so awful that I've never seen that girl friend of mine ever again. I wasn't even involved and I've never seen or hear from her again...none of my friends have. This is someone I spent a week with in the High Sierras camping. This is someone I grew up with. The incident at her home was so devastating that she completely disappeared off the map.
Laurie has lesbian blood lust. That's all I can tell you. She sees these women that are friends of mine and wants to kill me because of it. I don't know why. I don't think I've ever even mentioned her name to any of them. They have talked to me about her. I just didn't give her any energy and forty seven years later, here we are again...it's so stupid.
