Once apon a time a girl named Amelia was buddies with Andy. They were both outgoing, funny, and great listeners. They would joke and laugh and make up storys and what not. But then puberty came and unlike most hollywood storys they did not get together, in fact they grew apart. The jokes werent funny(they were inside jokes) and secrets grew. Andy wouldnt talk about much and he always left Amelia l curious. It started to tick her off and she grew impatient and edgy. But then there was a new boy at school Derrin was also funny, outgoing and a somewhat great listener. Amelia eye'd Derrin with a secret admire(like many other females) and made numerous attempts to be his friend. Often she tried hanging out with him and found more and more people(immature grade 8's) to chill with and remembered her own sucky year of grade 8. It was her miserable year. She didnt know what her brain was doing. She thought she had found herself and began to do things she wouldnt have done today. She was paranoid and drawn to fictitios thought that nobody loved her, her friends were perposely ignoring her, and that she looked butt ugly. Today in grade 9 Amelia looks back and laughs at how immaturely retarded she was. She knows that her parents and friends had no idea what was going through her brain. And for looks? well she knew she was still totally self-consiese but realized she was just growing and someday her face will fight beautifully. Back to the story, Amelia realized that by Derrins actions that he must be going through the same. Apart from the fact that he was teased much more than she had been, he was going through just the same thing. Amelia then noticed how Derrin acted out how it was miserable for him and she would try her best to talk with him but he was a fricken vegetable when he was in those moods. Its like he tried to be miserable, just like Amelia in grade 8. She had to say something. But HOW?!?! She didnt want to offend him and knew no matter how she put it she would slip out an *F* bomb so she decided to write a story and see if she can fill in the cracks. of course she cant assume that its the same type of story as hers but she can at least try to figure something out.

So Far The End


*names changed

Dont Get Mad If I Copy You Because I Wont Make It Exactly The Same And Probably Will Give You Credit. I Will Try Not To Copy Anyone. Old Habits Die Hard.

We All Have Songs That Set Moods For Us!
Like For Instance Hide And Seek By Imogene Something Makes Me Feel Lonely And Sad.

What Song Puts You In What Mood?

Who Can Give Me Their Personal Definition Of Maturity?

You might look at your mom or dad and say I am Nothing like them!

Think Again!

I have my moms creativity, morals && love.
I have my dads personality, friendship, and face

By friendship i mean we act the same with friends. And by face i mean i have his side of the families facial structure.

You can learn a lot by watching, observing, pondering, wondering, imagining, creating, thinking, dreaming, etc.

Think About It!