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Despite the fact that Louise was kicked out the the hate group, she still had the attitude of one. My parents had to go out of town for a weekend. At one point, Louise began beating me. She then left the house. I packed up some things and went to Gavin's house. Gavin answered the door. I said, "Gavin, I just came to say goodbye." He looked at me curiously and asked, "Where are you going?" I said, "I'm running away." He became wide-eyed. He said, "Please don't run away! That will only end in disaster. You might get hurt or worse!" I said, "It doesn't matter." He said, "Quinn, it does matter. Your parents would be very worried about you." I said, "No, they wouldn't. Nobody loves me." He said, "That's rubbish, and you know it!" I said, "That's not rubbish. It's the truth." He said, "No, it's not. Your parents amor you. I amor you. Don't ever forget that you are loved. Why do you want to run away?" I began to cry. Gavin hugged me for the first time. He said, "It's all right. Let it out." I told him what Louise did. He said, "Don't run into the forest. Please stay with me. I don't want anything to happen to you. You're my friend. I care about you." I spent the entire weekend with Gavin. My parents found me at Gavin's. My mother said, "Quinn, we were worried sick about you." She then noticed the bruises and asked, "Who did this to you?" Louise was standing seguinte to Mother. Louise said, "I did." We were all in shock. Louise actually admitted to beating me. Was she going to brag about it? She said, "Quinn, I did you wrong this whole time. I guess I used the anger in my grief over Grandma and Grandpa against my loved ones." I said, "Oh, that sounds so close to an apology, but we're not quite there yet. Goodbye." I turned away. She said, "Quinn, wait." I turned to look at her. She said, "I'm sorry. I should have never hurt you like this." She then hugged me. She then looked to Gavin and said, "Gavin, I owe you an apology, too. I'm sorry I was so cruel to you." He said, "All is forgiven." I don't know what got into Louise, but one thing I do know is that she never mistreated me or anyone else ever again. Throughout everything, Gavin was a true friend. I gained some mais friends, but Gavin and I remained as close as ever.

THE END
I was beginning to lose hope in the idea of finding a friend. One day, something amazing happened. I saw that I was getting new neighbors. I saw a kid there who appeared to be around my age. I decided to go over and talk to him. I said, "Hi, I'm Winter. It's nice to meet you." He said, "Hi, Winter. I'm George. It's nice to meet you, too." I noticed he had a bit of an accent. I said, "That's a nice accent you have there." He said, "Thank you. I'm from Liverpool, England." I said, "Like the Beatles?!" He said, "Yes." Another Beatles fan! I knew we would get along! I talked with him for a little...
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I was always told that the segundo dia of school is never as bad as the first. It's true. My segundo dia of school wasn't as bad as the first. It was worse. One of the bullies poured some water on the floor just to watch me fall. I wasn't hurt, not physically anyway. What did I do to deserve that? I don't know. When I was walking to the bus, some of the other kids threw rocks at me. It really hurt. I came início crying. I had some cuts and bruises, but I was okay physically. Emotionally, I was the opposite. My aunt said, "Winter, try to see the good side. You're not hurt too badly. I'm sure you'll...
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Moving to Tennessee was bittersweet for me. I was closer to family members, but it was also a big adjustment. I lived in Illinois for the first twelve years of my life. When I started school, I tried to make some friends. A group of kids invited me to sit with them during lunch. "Hooray! New friends!" I thought to myself. I introduced myself. I talked about being from Illinois. To my surprise, they did not make fun of my accent. One of them explained, "You have that there Midwestern accent. It's the accent that doesn't offend nobody. That's why most of them newscasters are Midwestern." I said,...
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When I had entered the fifth grade, I was dreading it. I had heard rumors that the teacher was really mean. When I met her before school started, she seemed really nice. On the first dia of school, I was wearing one of my Beatles t-shirts. She noticed it, and she said, "Darling, I amor you already!" I said, "Okay, then." She would take up for me all the time. The other kids often called me glasses. She heard them and said, "She has a name, guys. Her name is not glasses. It's Winter." There was one dia when another girl kept picking on me. I finally had enough and said, "I might look sweet and innocent, but that shit is for suckers, and I'm no lollipop." I looked at the teacher. She winked and said, "I heard nothing." I would have had her for the sixth grade, too, but unfortunately, I moved to Tennessee as soon as the school ano was over. We both cried. We promised to keep in touch with each other, and we've kept in touch to this day.
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When I got a little older, the mean nicknames started to fly. In the third grade, I got called chicken legs a lot. I don't know why. Chickens don't have long legs like mine, the last time I checked. Every time I'd walk through the hallways, someone would shout, "There goes chicken legs." I would remind them, "My name is not chicken legs. It's Winter." por the time spring came, I was so tired of being called chicken legs. One day, one of my classmates said, "Hey, chicken legs!" I said, "That's better than what you are." He said, "Oh, really? What am I?" I said, "You're a horse's ass." He didn't...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
I was once asked, "If you could compare yourself to a literary character, who do you think you'd be?" I said that I see myself as the Ugly Duckling. I started out as a complete outcast, and I blossomed into a beautiful swan. This is a metaphor, of course. This is how my story goes. I was raised por my aunt and uncle. I never really knew my parents, as I lost them at a young age. I was lucky that they took me in. If not for them, I would have been dumped in a orphanage. I knew that they loved me, but getting everyone else to like me was harder. The other kids picked on me all the time. I don't...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
May 18, 2012
Today was the last full dia of school. We had our annual awards ceremony today. Some of my friends got awards for highest average in certain subjects. I didn't expect to get one. I wouldn't have minded if I didn't. But I did! I got the Model Citizen Award. Apparently, many of my fellow students said some good things about me. After school, I told John about it. He wanted to come, but he was out of town preparing for a show, concerto with his band. He said, "I'm happy for you, Grace! You deserve it." I said, "Really?" He said, "Yes, really. When I picked you up from school, I met some of...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
April 6, 2012
Today was Good Friday. We got a dia off from school. I was walking down the rua with John, and I saw Kimberly, the girl who betrayed me. I kept my head down, hoping she wouldn't notice me, but she did. She said, "Hey, Grace!" I said, "Hey, Judas!" John said, "Oh, so, that's the girl who stabbed you in the back." I nodded. She said, "You're not still sore at me, are you, Grace?" I said, "I forgive, but I never forget." Suddenly, John stuck it to her. He said, "How dare you do this thing to Grace! She had been nothing but nice to her, and you took her coração and ripped it into...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
March 12, 2012
I'm all better now. I can speak clearly. I am caught up with my school work. I talked with John today. He said, "I'm glad you're feeling better. I'm actually sick myself." I said, "Oh, no! What's wrong?" He said, "It's just a cold. I'm sure I'll be fine in a few days." I said, "I hope you feel better." He said, "Thank you. The worst part is not being able to go to the recording studio with my mates. I hate that I can't do that. They told me that they won't go if I don't. I said, 'No, it's fine. I'll introduce my songs when I come back.' Allen said, 'Take care of yourself, John....
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posted by Peaceandlove67
March 11, 2012
I am sick again. This time, I have laryngitis. I cannot talk at all. I can only communicate through text messages. John came por the house. My aunt told him that I was sick. He came into my bedroom. I was excited to see him, and I tried to talk with him, but I couldn't get any words out. He said, "You don't have to talk, Grace. Just listen." I sat up. He said, "I brought you a little present." He reached in his bag and handed me a teddy bear. He said, "My grandmother made if for me when I was five years old." I texted, "John, I can't take this. It's something your grandmother made...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
March 7, 2012
I am so happy that our house has been rebuilt. We settled in just a few weeks ago. Things have been crazy, which explains why I haven't written anything in a while. They've calmed down, thankfully. I am thirteen now. Today was my thirteenth birthday. It was so much better than my twelfth birthday. There was really only one bad part about my birthday. I was browsing the Internet, and I read that Peter from The Devil Wants Peace was in a car crash. I called John to see if it was true or if it was just a nasty rumor. I said, "John, I read that Peter was in a car crash. Is it true?"...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
January 10, 2012
We are now in a new year. School started again today. My schoolmates have been flocking to me, asking me perguntas about losing my início in a fire. It became a game of a thousand questions. The one pergunta that most of them didn't ask: Are you okay? I became fed up with it. Michael later found me sitting in the lunchroom alone. He said, "Hey. Are you okay?" I said, "You know, you're the only the third person to ask me that." He said, "Really?" I said, "Yeah. I had to get away from all the questions. It was a terrifying experience." He said, "I can imagine. You got burnt pretty...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
December 25, 2011
Even though it is Christmas, things have not exactly been jolly for us. A few weeks ago, our natal lights had burned our house down. My aunt and uncle escaped unharmed, but I got trapped. I saw a firefighter coming to my rescue, and before I fell unconscious, I said, "Please help me." When I woke up, I was in the hospital. The doctor said, "It's good that you're awake now." I asked if my aunt and uncle were okay. The doctor said, "They're fine. They're in the waiting room right now. You gave them quite a scare, young lady." I said, "I'm not going to die, am I?" He said,...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
November 24, 2011
Today was Thanksgiving, (for the United States). Thanksgiving has always been my favorito holiday. It is a time to get together with the family without the pressure of buying gifts for them, and I like food. I helped a bit with preparing the dinner, but I mostly set the table. Grandma didn't want me to burn myself. It's happened in the past. Anyway, John managed to find his way. Whenever we would sit at the table, we would all say what we are thankful for before eating the food. We allowed John to go first, since he was new to the family. He said, "I'm thankful for my band...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
November 5, 2011
I've been having quite a weekend so far. Yesterday, after school, my aunt and uncle noticed that I was still feeling a little down. They decided to take me to a hiking trail, since I enjoy nature. Everything was going well, but suddenly, I got separated from them por mistake. I tried to go back the way I came, but there were so many twists and turns, and I became increasingly confused. Pretty soon, I came across a log cabin. I said to myself, "I wonder if anyone lives there. Maybe I can get some help." I knocked on the door, but the only answer was a barking dog. I decided to...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
November 1, 2011
Today at school, I had my worst dia yet. I was on my way to my last class, and I overheard Kimberly talking to one of her friends. Her friend said, "I don't understand why you're friends with Grace. She's just, I don't know, so dorky." I didn't like that, but I kept quiet to see where it was going. Kimberly said, "I'm not friends with Grace, Isabella!" My eyes widened. She wasn't friends with me? Was she denying our friendship out of fear? Isabella said, "I've seen you with her, doing the friendly banter. You two do your homework together." Kimberly said, "Okay, here's the thing....
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posted by Peaceandlove67
October 13, 2011
Ever since I saved Freddy's life, my schoolmates have looked at me differently. They actually respect me now. I like that I've gained respect, but I never wanted to be popular. I enjoy being around people, but I hate being the center of attention. It's awful. The popular girls even look my way now. We don't have a lot in common, but one of them seems nice enough. Her name is Kimberly. However, there might be a problem with her and my other friends, particularly Bridget. Bridget said to me today, "Grace, it's good that you're nice and friendly to everyone, but I'd watch my back...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
September 20, 2011
Today at school, I had an experience I will never forget. I had just finished my lunch, and I went to throw something away. Suddenly, I heard someone shouting, "Somebody, help! My friend is choking!" I rushed to the scene. One of the kids looked up at me desperately and said, "I don't know what to do." I said, "But I do!" As I said that, I gave his friend a sharp blow between the shoulders. The boy was able to cough it up forcefully. Once he could talk again, he said, "Thank you." I said, "You're welcome. Are you okay?" He said, "Yeah." Later, I was getting ready to head home....
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posted by Peaceandlove67
September 8, 2011
I am feeling much better today. I don't feel great, but I feel much better than I did a few days ago. I was able to go to school today. Michael, Sabrina, and Bridget helped me get caught up in my classes. I'm lucky to have such good friends. Of course, I did feel a bit tired after finishing my homework. I took a nap for a while. When I woke up, it was almost 6:00 pm. I didn't realize I had slept that long. When jantar time came, I ate really well. I didn't feel like eating much for the past couple of days. My appetite has returned. I think I will go to cama early tonight. I'm feeling pretty tired right now. I'm not completely better, but I'm close to it.
posted by Peaceandlove67
September 5, 2011
I missed school today, because I am sick. I picked up an upper respiratory infection as a result of my allergies to ragweed. It's the only thing I'm allergic to. Of course, of all things to be allergic to, I had to be allergic to something that's hard to avoid. I mean, ragweed pollen blooms in late August and spreads around from early September to the middle of November. How does one avoid that? Anyway, I started feeling bad yesterday, and last night, my aunt took me to the emergency room, because I had a terrible cough and sounded extremely hoarse. She said, "You could've...
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