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Jr. LoveIt was my first day for 5th grade. Yep, 5th. I was getting older by the day. The only thing I hated about oving up to 5th grade is that everyone knows me. Due to my dad, they think I'm completely retarded. They always say it's the terror or the offspring of Satan's son or something completely stupid, making me feel like I'm nothing.
"Jr. ready?" Mom called to me. Dad, or I call him Bart most of the time, was waiting with her. He's always glued to her side, unlike Grandma and Grandpa.
"Yeah, I'm coming. Sophie! Come on, we gotta go." I called to my sister. She was as smart as my aunt Lisa. She was a gifted child in a good way, mostly in smarts. She trusted me more than anyone yet I don't hang out with her. I love her but she is just annoying at times.
Sophie came down about a minute after I was waiting in the hall with mom and dad.
"Okay, I'll be back." Mom kissed Dad and we were headed out the door. "Jr, since you're bigger, you can ride in the front." She smiled at me as I jumped with
The Simpsons story part 2Finally, the time came for Jess's friend party. They were dressed up in some fancy clothes and were headed out the door.
"Now, you guys better behave yourselves there. I mean I know it's auntie Jess but all of my old friends are going to be there so please! Especially you Jr, I know you get your rembuncious side from your father." Kasey rolled her eyes as they drove into Jess's driveway. Bart kept his arm around Kasey when they headed to the door. She knocked on Jess's door and she came out.
"Oh hi guys! Just in time. Jr!" She smiled as Bart Jr, lept into her arms.
"Auntie!" he wrapped his pudgy little arms as far as he could around her, giving her a huge hug.
"So...can we come in now?" Kasey asked, smiling.
"Oh yeah sure. I'm blocking the way...DUH." Jess moved out of the way and Kasey and Bart went inside.
Kasey saw so many fimiliar faces she hasn't seen in years.Amber, Amanda, Lisa all of her old friends. They all stared at her, in amasement. "Uhh, hi guys. I haven't seen any of you
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
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