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posted by RetroRock64
The susunod day, Leah and Shaun went to visit Emily. Emily sinabi to Leah, "Shaun told me what happened yesterday. Are you okay?" Leah said, "Yeah, I'm fine." Emily said, "You look awful." Leah said, "Don't worry; it's not as bad as it looks." Emily said, "Oh, this is all my fault. If I had never dated Ralph, I..." Leah interrupted. "No, Emily. It's not your fault. It's mine." Emily asked, "What do you mean?" Leah said, "I was dumb enough to confront him." Shaun said, "It wasn't either of you. It was Ralph's fault." Emily said, "Yeah, it was Ralph's fault. He manipulated us." Leah said, "I think he hurt you worse than he did me." Emily said, "Are you kidding? He allowed you to suffer the pain of your unrequited pag-ibig for him, and then he had the nerve to beat you up simply because you wouldn't 'do the deed' with him." Shaun said, "It's not a contest. He hurt you both equally." Emily said, "Oh, Leah, I do hope he won't hurt you like this again." Leah said, "I can assure you that he won't. He was expelled from our school. We will NEVER see him again." Emily said, "Good." Sometime later, they heard that Ralph had been murdered. Shaun said, "If all he did was break up with Emily, I would've sinabi he didn't deserve to die, but he didn't even check on her when she got sick. He then had the nerve to beat Leah. I'd say justice was served." Leah looked back on everything that happened. She was glad that she listened to Shaun about not throwing away friendship over romance. At the same time, she wondered what she ever saw in Ralph. He wasn't as charming as he seemed. He was very manipulative for sure.

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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 araw for Erin. She was exhausted, and she fell asleep. The susunod day, she woke up, and her friend, Allie, was standing susunod to her bed. Allie had a concerned look on her face. She asked, "Erin, are you okay?" Erin replied, "I'm fine. Why do you ask?" Allie said, "Well, for one thing, it's almost 10:30. Your aunt told me you're usually awake sa pamamagitan ng 10:00 on a Saturday morning. For another thing, you 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 you 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 you feeling better now?" He said, "Yeah." She said, "That's good." He said, "You know, I was just talking to Paul. He told me you got a gitara 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 mga kaibigan 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 nakaraan 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 you doing out here sa pamamagitan ng yourself?" Erin replied,...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
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 you all the time." I said, "Good things, I hope." Paul said, "All good!" His mother smiled. She asked, "When was the last time you had something to eat?" I said,...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
The susunod araw 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 you come to terms with your sins, Erin?" I said, "That's what I wanted to talk to you about." He looked at me curiously. I continued, "You see, I don't appreciate your hypocrisy. You claim to be a Christian. I distinctly remember pagbaba somewhere that the Bible says, 'Thou shalt not kill.' However, you 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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posted by Peaceandlove67
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 you know what he did to Barry and to my father. I don't want him to do the same thing to you two." Paul said, "Erin..." I said, "I pag-ibig you too much to...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
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 araw 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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posted by Peaceandlove67
After losing my best friend, Barry, I slipped into a depression. My grandparents refused to see me. My less consistent mga kaibigan 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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posted by Peaceandlove67
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 tanong and changed the subject. Either she was involved, or 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 sinabi weakly, "I was walking...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
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 sagot to Grandma's tanong 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 sinabi to me, "Let's go outside." That never meant...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
Ever since I had Nawawala my mother, music helped me cope. I didn't have very many mga kaibigan at school. I got bullied a lot, and madami 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 you need to talk, I'm here." I said, "Thanks, Barry." Even my mga kaibigan in Sunday...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
One day, I noticed that my mother wasn't pagganap 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 sinabi that things weren't looking good. It wasn't pneumonia; it was much worse. It was myocarditis. Suddenly, it happened. Her puso stopped beating. The doctor tried to revive her, but to no avail. I still remember the chilling words like they were sinabi yesterday: "Time of death: 11:32 pm." I did not want to believe I had Nawawala my mother. At first, I blamed the doctor...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
"God is a concept sa pamamagitan ng which we measure our pain." I didn't always know or agree with this lyric from John Lennon's song, "God". However, I came to that point sa pamamagitan ng 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 you 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 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 araw of school is never as bad as the first. It's true. My segundo araw 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 tahanan 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 araw of school, I was wearing one of my Beatles t-shirts. She noticed it, and she said, "Darling, I pag-ibig 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 araw 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 taon was over. We both cried. We promised to keep in touch with each other, and we've kept in touch to this day.
posted by Peaceandlove67
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." sa pamamagitan ng 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 sinabi 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 sa pamamagitan ng my aunt and uncle. I never really knew my parents, as I Nawawala 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 araw of school. We had our annual awards ceremony today. Some of my mga kaibigan 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 sinabi 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 konsiyerto 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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