George the Dog

So my name is George. I live with my mother at the Green View apartments. She elderly, but very kind. She always takes me on long walks at the park, and after that we go to Clare's for lunch. Clare is my mom's best friend. I like to go over there to play with my friend Sassy. She's an odd dog. Well, at least I think she's a dog. I don't really know what to think of her, I like her a lot, but sometimes I get the vibe that she doen't like me. When I try to sniff and kiss her, she arches up her back and makes this weird hissing sound. And after she's had enough love from me, she gives me the buisness, and I mean buisness. Anyways, enough about Sassy, let's talk about my diet. Usually my mom gives me dry dog food and sometimes puts the mushy kind on it.... that's my favorite, but my favorite person in the world is Whitney. She lets me ride in her big silver machine, and sometimes, when mom's not looking, she gives me all the food she doesn't like under the table. I guess I got it pretty good, but sometimes I get swatted with a rolled up news paper. It doesn't really hurt, it just shockes me enough to make me stop. One time mom was gone and her closet was open and I found this really great chew toy. It was leather, and man it tasted good. I had it good until mom came home only to find that her shoe was basicly gone. I don't know, she was saying something about it was expensive or something...whatever that means. Boy did I get it good. But anyways, thats my life as a dog, and I'm perfectly okay with that.

A Christmas Wish

It really sounds stupid, it really does. All I want for Christmas is my whole, original family. My dad is never around for the holidays, and mom just doesn't seem happy anymore. She says she's fine but in reality, I know she's not. If I could have my one wish, I would be happy with just that. I'm not saying I want my parents back together, I'm just saying that it would be nice for my dad to show every now and then.

Free Friday...

I wish I had a free Friday, but I don't, because I have school and a job that I work everyday of the week. Believe me, it's not my choice to work everyday, but I have car payments and I have to pay them myself. Some days I feel like just canceling the whole day, but then I realize that I can't do that, because I have a responsibility now. Growing up is tough, especially when the school day is almost over, and you realize that your day is only half way finished. I guess growing up and having responsibility is just a part of life, and I guess it's something you just have to deal with...

BIG DEAL

I totally understand how they feel, because that is threatening to them. That would be like someone coming up to me as a christian and dressing up like Juedus, who turned on Jesus. That's not right, but I don't think that they should ban halloween costumes, because they were threatened by the outfit that he wore, and now they can't wear them at all?? That's not fair, I think that they should ex-spell him permanately if he continues his behavior...

If I were invisible...

If I were invisible, I would follow friends, family, and my boyfriend, just to see what they say about me... I would just wanna see if they talk behind my back, what my mom "really thinks of my boyfriend", and what my boyfriend has to say about me. The bad thing about being invisible would be that no one would know you were there, or even notice you, they may even forget about you. I'm not sure if I would like being invisible though, because there are many advantages and disadvantages. I really don't even know if my friends are really my friends, or if they're really backstabbers, I just don't know if I would even want to know what they really had to say or not.

Too much experiance for a memory...

I don't like to look back on the past, because it gives me flash backs, and makes me relive it. The only memories I have are the bad. When I was a little girl, my father used to beat my mother. He would beat her so badly that there were times when my brother and I thought she were dead. One time, my dad tried to leave, and my mother jumped out in front of the truck, thinking he would stop...he almost killed her. Other times he beat her weren't that bad, other times...deadly...

These are the memories that I have, only the ones that scared me...memories hurt...every last one.

bOnFiRe...

First of all, I think that the Homecoming Parade is a good idea, but I also think that we should have had one in the first place. Homecoming is a big deal, not only to the football players, but to young teenage girls like me, who want this to be a main memory. We need something bigger to replace the bonfire with something bigger, not just a simple parade. I don't think that we should just not have a bonfire because of something that happened in the past, because we can't face the world with worry. If we spent our lives not doing anything that could possible cause harm, then we wouldn't walk to school, drive our car, or even leave the house. The past is the past, so I think we should have our bonfire...because, well, I think we have the right to experience just as much as others have in the past, its only fair...