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As I was making my way back home, I didn't notice that my shoelaces were untied. I didn't care either. I tripped and fell. Just then, someone helped me up and asked, "Are wewe all right?" I said, "Yeah. Why do wewe care?" He said, "I was just making sure wewe weren't hurt. That's all." I said, "Sure. You'll act like wewe care, and then, you'll go waltzing to Louise just like everybody else!" He said, "I'm sorry. Who's Louise?" I looked at him, and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize wewe were new here." He said, "There's no hard feelings." He spoke in an English accent. He appeared to be about twelve years old. He had long, brown hair that whipped in the wind. His eyes appeared to be changing color. They kept changing from green to light brown and back again. He appeared to be concerned about me. I said, "I guess I'll be going." He noticed the blood stain appearing on my pants leg. He said, "You're hurt." I said, "I'll be fine." He said, "But you're bleeding." He urged me to follow him to his house. He asked, "What's your name?" I said, "My name's Quinn. What's yours?" He said, "Gavin." I asked, "What part of England are wewe from?" He said, "I lived in the English countryside for most of my life, but I was born in Liverpool." I said, "Cool!" His parents were so nice. His mother even helped me wash my wounds. She asked, "Are wewe hungry, Quinn?" I said, "Yes, I am. I haven't eaten since breakfast." Gavin's father looked at me curiously. "What about lunch?" I said, "Some bullies took my lunch money from me. They threatened to beat me if I didn't hand it over." Gavin said, "That's awful." I said, "I know. If that isn't bad enough, my sister beats me when my parents aren't around." He was deeply touched. After dinner, he asked, "Would wewe like me to walk wewe home?" I said, "No. I know what I'll be coming nyumbani to, because my parents are gone for the night." His mother said, "All right. wewe can stay." I soon fell asleep on the couch. They covered me with a blanket so that I could stay warm. I could hear Gavin saying, "She seems sad, like she needs a friend." His mother said, "I think wewe could be that friend."
One day, Erin did not wake up when her alarm went off. Her aunt came into her bedroom to check on her. Erin was awake, but she was shivering. She alisema to her aunt, "I don't feel well at all." Her aunt said, "You sound like you're stuffed up." Erin was feverish. Her aunt said, "I think wewe need to see a doctor." The doctor diagnosed it as sinusitis. It was probably a result of her allergies to ragweed pollen. Ragweed had been in bloom, and its pollen was spreading about the area. Erin's doctor told her to get plenty of rest and take some medication for her symptoms. Later that day, her friends,...
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Months had passed, and Erin was getting ready to start high school. She was a bit nervous, considering she was among the youngest in her grade. Her brother, Daniel, said, "You don't have to be scared. I'll be there." She said, "Thanks, Daniel. My Marafiki will be there, too. It's good that I'll be seeing familiar faces." He said, "There wewe go. wewe won't be alone." Her first siku wasn't so great. In her first class, one of her classmates put a kick me sign on her back. Luckily, when she left, her friend, Paul, noticed it and took it off. She asked, "What's going on, Paul?" He said, "This." He...
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One day, Erin was feeling sad. She ate very little for breakfast, and she went back to her bedroom. Soon, she got tired of the silence, so she put in one of her CD's. The put in System of a Down's Steal This Album! As she was listening to it, she heard a knock on the door. She said, "Come in, whoever it is." Her brother, Daniel, came in. He said, "Hey, little sis. Are wewe okay?" She said, "I'm fine. Why do wewe ask?" He said, "You're not okay. You're listening to Steal This Album!, Erin. Steal This Album! only comes out when you're sad." She said, "You know what siku it is today, don't you?"...
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One day, Erin went for a walk in the forest with her dog, Rusty. Even though it was cold, the sun was shining. Overall, it was a beautiful day. However, Erin made sure she was dressed warmly. After all, it was December, and the weather could change in unexpected ways. Suddenly, it started to snow. Erin alisema to her dog, "Come on, Rusty. We better head nyumbani before it gets dark." Unfortunately, the snow was falling so hard that she couldn't see where she was going. She stepped on a loose rock, and all of the sudden, she was on the ground. She managed to get up. Her loyal dog rushed to her side....
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One Friday night, Erin was listening to the radio in her bedroom. She always like listening to the classic rock station. Sometimes it played some Beatles songs. However, it had been a long siku for Erin. She was exhausted, and she fell asleep. The inayofuata day, she woke up, and her friend, Allie, was standing inayofuata to her bed. Allie had a concerned look on her face. She asked, "Erin, are wewe okay?" Erin replied, "I'm fine. Why do wewe ask?" Allie said, "Well, for one thing, it's almost 10:30. Your aunt told me you're usually awake kwa 10:00 on a Saturday morning. For another thing, wewe left the radio...
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A few weeks later, Erin saw her friend, Benny, at school. He cheerfully greeted her, and she greeted him. He said, "I'm sorry I couldn't come to your birthday party. I was really sick." She smiled and said, "It's okay, Barry. I understand. Your mom told me wewe had the flu." He said, "Yeah. It was awful. I would have come to your party, but I felt awful. I just felt like death, Erin." She said, "That sounds awful. Are wewe feeling better now?" He said, "Yeah." She said, "That's good." He said, "You know, I was just talking to Paul. He told me wewe got a guitar, gitaa for your birthday." She said, "Yeah,...
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It was December 9, 2010, Erin's fourteenth birthday. She was sitting on the back porch with her collie, Rusty. Although she was excited about her Marafiki coming over to celebrate her birthday, she also felt a bit sad. She always felt some sadness on her birthday and on holidays, because her mother wasn't there. Her mother had died almost two years zamani of myocarditis. Since then, she and her older brother, Daniel, live with their aunt and uncle and their cousin, Barbara Ann. A few moments later, her grandmother came out. She asked, "Erin, what are wewe doing out here kwa yourself?" Erin replied,...
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I woke up to a thumping sound. I asked, "What was that?" Paul said, "I'd say it was a car door being shut. I think my parents are back." I said, "I see." I heard the front door open. I then heard a woman's voice say, "Paul, we're back. Where are you?" Paul replied, "In here, Mother." She came into the living room. When she saw me, she asked, "Who is this?" He said, "This is my friend, Erin." She said, "So, you're Erin. Paul talks about wewe all the time." I said, "Good things, I hope." Paul said, "All good!" His mother smiled. She asked, "When was the last time wewe had something to eat?" I said,...
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The inayofuata siku at 3:30, I met Grandpa at Eagle River. He said, "You wanted to see me." I said, "Yes, Grandpa, I did." He asked, "Have wewe come to terms with your sins, Erin?" I said, "That's what I wanted to talk to wewe about." He looked at me curiously. I continued, "You see, I don't appreciate your hypocrisy. wewe claim to be a Christian. I distinctly remember kusoma somewhere that the Bible says, 'Thou shalt not kill.' However, wewe have murdered my father and my friend, Barry. Why, Grandpa? Why?!" Grandpa replied, "Your father was an atheist. I decided to send him straight to Hell." I said,...
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One day, I was walking in the forest with Allie and Paul. As we were walking, I saw a truck. I said, "Quick! Hide in the bushes!" Allie said, "What? Why?" I said, "I'll explain later." We hid in the bushes until there was no sign of the truck. Paul asked, "Why were we hiding? Who was that?" I said, "My grandfather." Allie said, "Oh..." I said, "I haven't seen him in so long. I'm afraid he'll beat me again." Allie said, "I see." I said, "And wewe know what he did to Barry and to my father. I don't want him to do the same thing to wewe two." Paul said, "Erin..." I said, "I upendo wewe too much to...
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One day, I woke up thinking it was a Saturday. I went back to sleep, but my aunt woke me up. She said, "Erin, it's time to get up." I asked, "Why do I need to get up so early on a Saturday?" She said, "You're a siku off. It's Friday, dear." I groaned. She said, "Come on, Erin. It's not that bad." I said, "I don't have any friends. It's not worth it." She said, "Maybe today will be your lucky day." That gave me the strength to get out of bed. Later in gym class, I was bullied again. I pretended that I needed to use the restroom so that I could cry. I hid in the stall and cried. A few moments...
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After losing my best friend, Barry, I slipped into a depression. My grandparents refused to see me. My less consistent Marafiki turned their backs on me. The only ones there for me were my aunt and uncle, my brother, Daniel, and my cousin, Barbara Ann. I had very little, if any, self-confidence. I didn't even try to confront Grandpa again, fearing he would beat me again. The only thing that brought me any happiness was music. I still enjoyed the Beatles above all others, but I liked to explore different bands as well. I overheard someone talking about a metal band called System of a Down, so...
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A few months passed, and I was still suspicious of Grandpa. He continued to give out hints that he probably murdered my father when I was really young. Grandma never spoke to me, unless I spoke to her. When I asked her about my father, she dodged the swali and changed the subject. Either she was involved, au she was trying to protect Grandpa. One cold December day, I was walking in the forest with my dog. I suddenly heard someone faintly say my name. I looked over and saw Barry. He was lying in the snow, shivering. I said, "Oh, my God! Barry! What happened?!" He alisema weakly, "I was walking...
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Despite the fact that I no longer had Christian faith, I still went to church to amuse my grandparents. I said, "I don't believe in their ways anymore." My aunt said, "I know, Erin. This is to amuse Grandma and Grandpa. It makes them happy." I said, "All right, but here's a warning. Someday, I'm going to get tired of smiling and nodding." One day, I did. Because of my opinionated majibu to Grandma's maswali in Sunday School, I got kicked out of Sunday School. When Grandpa found out, I knew I was in trouble. After lunch that Sunday, Grandpa alisema to me, "Let's go outside." That never meant...
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Ever since I had Lost my mother, muziki helped me cope. I didn't have very many Marafiki at school. I got bullied a lot, and zaidi so after my mother's death. The only consistent friend I had was my best friend, Barry. He was there for me during the funeral and everything. One day, he said, "Well, it's been two months, hasn't it?" I said, "Yeah." He said, "I know it's been painful and difficult for you." I said, "Yeah, I miss my mother very much, but I'm doing okay." He said, "I can't imagine what that's like, but if wewe need to talk, I'm here." I said, "Thanks, Barry." Even my Marafiki in Sunday...
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One day, I noticed that my mother wasn't uigizaji right. She was very pale and seemed lethargic. She also had a terrible cough. She went to the doctor and was diagnosed with pneumonia. She was later put in the hospital. The doctor alisema that things weren't looking good. It wasn't pneumonia; it was much worse. It was myocarditis. Suddenly, it happened. Her moyo stopped beating. The doctor tried to revive her, but to no avail. I still remember the chilling words like they were alisema yesterday: "Time of death: 11:32 pm." I did not want to believe I had Lost my mother. At first, I blamed the doctor...
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"God is a concept kwa which we measure our pain." I didn't always know au agree with this lyric from John Lennon's song, "God". However, I came to that point kwa the time I was twenty years old. I am one of the dissenters in the Bible Belt, but I wasn't always a, I guess wewe could say, rebel. When I was much younger, things were different, but seeing hypocrisy and hatred from Christians and unfortunate circumstances in my life changed everything. This is my story. I was born in 1996. Growing up in the Bible Belt, I was raised a Christian, particularly, a Baptist. I grew up without a father, but...
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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 wewe 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 sekunde siku of school is never as bad as the first. It's true. My sekunde siku 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 nyumbani 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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