Graduation Speech
Dear teachers, parents, and fellow students,
It has been 3 years since I came to Golf. I still remember my first day here, at Golf Middle School. It was on October 31st. I know! That was on Halloween. I was a little nervous at that time. But on my first day I made so many friends, everyone here was so nice. And now, look at me! I'm in 8th grade. Time went by so fast, I feel like the 8th grade play was just a few weeks ago. But I know that's not true. Though the feeling of nervousness I had inside me, on my first day at Golf Middle school has come back again. I'm starting to feel nervous about high school, But I think it's common. I think all the 8th graders feel like that right now, specially on our last few days here, at Golf Middle school.
I will really miss this school. I will miss all the teachers and friends I've had here, and all the good times. Those times were really fun, and the experiences I had here were amazing. The classes, events, projects, games, and of course our awesome teachers and friends made my years at Golf amazing. My teachers and my friends made the classes really fun, they made me laugh a lot. So thank you for that. The student faculty ball game was also very fun. That's one of those fun memories that I'll never forget, and which I will really miss a lot.
And hello future graduates of Golf Middle School, trust me on this you will have amazing experiences at Golf. And you will for sure love it here. Future graduates, the teachers here are amazing, and you will love them. I know some of you hate school but this school is amazing. The quote by Robert Brault that goes like this "enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things," means a lot to me. Future graduates please enjoy the little things you do here at Golf Middle school, because one day you all will look back at these memories, and smile. They will remind you of everyone here and will make miss this school.
And to all my teachers I just want to say thank you, and you all mean a lot to me. You all have taught me many great things that I will never forget. So thank you for that also.
And now this is for all the parents out there in the audience: Thank you so much!! Thank you mom and dad for always supporting me and for encouraging me. You both have always been there for me. Whenever I fell down, you both got me up. You both always told me to never give up and thank you for that. There were times when I felt like giving up, but then your voices would remind me not to. So thank you for all you done.
And before I end my speech I would just like to congratulate the Class of 2016. Congratulations guys, we're going to High School.
And thank you everyone!!
Sunday, May 8, 2016
Sunday, April 24, 2016
Let's test you on Divergent!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1. What are the 5 fractions?
2. What do the 5 fractions stand for?
3. What fraction always wears blue?
4. What is Tris's full name?
5. Who is Four?
6. How do Four and Tris meet?
7. What is Four's full name?
8. What are Four's fears?
9. What fraction was Marcus from?
10. Who was stabbed in the left eye? And what kind of weapon was used?
11. Who did Cristina like?
12. Who killed Will?
13. What does Tris's tattoo of the ravens represent?
14. What fraction was Tris born in?
15. What fraction would you choose?
2. What do the 5 fractions stand for?
3. What fraction always wears blue?
4. What is Tris's full name?
5. Who is Four?
6. How do Four and Tris meet?
7. What is Four's full name?
8. What are Four's fears?
9. What fraction was Marcus from?
10. Who was stabbed in the left eye? And what kind of weapon was used?
11. Who did Cristina like?
12. Who killed Will?
13. What does Tris's tattoo of the ravens represent?
14. What fraction was Tris born in?
15. What fraction would you choose?
Sunday, April 10, 2016
ending...no!!...beginning...yes!!
This is perfect!!!! The background goes perfectly with the quote.
Do you see what I see?
No!! probably no, not yet.
Well just take a look at the background.
Actually first, understand the quote. :)
In a story the ending is always happy or good in some way, but in real life...it's different. In real life endings are not always happy or good, they can be sad and bad. By endings I mean endings to good things, like...a relationship.
When something ends, don't take it as a bad thing. Take it as a good thing, because that will be the beginning of something new, something good, something...really good for you. When something ends, something else starts at that minute. Not like right at that second but in a while. (Now don't count how much time you wait for, for something good to happen to you.)
If one chapter ends another chapter starts there. (Just like in a book.)
I have noticed one thing, and I have noticed it many times. And that is that a relationship can ends in a bad way but after that end, a new beginning starts for the person. And that beginning is so good. That person's relationship ended in a chapter, and a new chapter started for him/her. That new chapter marks the start of a new life. And that's because people change.
So the background in this picture goes perfectly with this quote,
because the sun summarizes the whole quote.
It looks like a sunset, which symbolizes a ending.
And the it also looks like a sun raising, which shows a new beginning, a new chapter of life.
:) :)
So please don't think that an end is an END, but think that it's a new Beginning.
Sunday, March 20, 2016
Field trip
Hey guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was told to write a blog about a field trip to any place or about the field trip to the Holocaust Museum. So ya I decided to write about our trip to the Unites States Holocaust Museum. So here it is:
Our trip to the Holocaust Museum was pretty... good. I guess. It was fun, educational, and pretty interesting. We learned about the Holocaust at school, but at the museum we got a different understanding (much better). We actually saw some things from the Holocaust. In my point or view the trip gave us a better understanding to what the Holocaust is. I'm not saying that I didn't learn anything at school, I'm just saying that the trip helped me understand better. I realized how badly the people were retreated.
Our guide Billy was amazing at explaining things. He not only explained us what was the Holocaust but he also explained us what was going on around the world during the Holocaust. He told us about some athletes at that time. Which was pretty interesting, because athletes like sports and so do I. And I mostly like hockey and soccer which Billy didn't talk about but that's ok, totally fine.
So moving on... oh wait there was this train part that we got to go in in. It was a train part from the Holocaust time (idk what it's called). So when we went in it was dark in there (I'm not saying I was scared). When I looked around I thought about how 100s of people fitted in, in this small box...train part???!!! Now after going into the small box train thing I thought how crowed the people must have been, and how quickly diseases would have spread between them all. I felt terrible at that moment. I felt the tears about to come running down my eyes. (But I held them back.) It was so sad.
There was this one part were we had to walk over the wooden floors, and the walls at that place were the exact same ones the people in the ghettos had. I thought about how much that hurt them, because they had to wear clogs that were shoes made of wood and even the floors were made of wood. That would hurt.
Over all the trip to the Holocaust Museum was great.
I was told to write a blog about a field trip to any place or about the field trip to the Holocaust Museum. So ya I decided to write about our trip to the Unites States Holocaust Museum. So here it is:
Our trip to the Holocaust Museum was pretty... good. I guess. It was fun, educational, and pretty interesting. We learned about the Holocaust at school, but at the museum we got a different understanding (much better). We actually saw some things from the Holocaust. In my point or view the trip gave us a better understanding to what the Holocaust is. I'm not saying that I didn't learn anything at school, I'm just saying that the trip helped me understand better. I realized how badly the people were retreated.
Our guide Billy was amazing at explaining things. He not only explained us what was the Holocaust but he also explained us what was going on around the world during the Holocaust. He told us about some athletes at that time. Which was pretty interesting, because athletes like sports and so do I. And I mostly like hockey and soccer which Billy didn't talk about but that's ok, totally fine.
So moving on... oh wait there was this train part that we got to go in in. It was a train part from the Holocaust time (idk what it's called). So when we went in it was dark in there (I'm not saying I was scared). When I looked around I thought about how 100s of people fitted in, in this small box...train part???!!! Now after going into the small box train thing I thought how crowed the people must have been, and how quickly diseases would have spread between them all. I felt terrible at that moment. I felt the tears about to come running down my eyes. (But I held them back.) It was so sad.
There was this one part were we had to walk over the wooden floors, and the walls at that place were the exact same ones the people in the ghettos had. I thought about how much that hurt them, because they had to wear clogs that were shoes made of wood and even the floors were made of wood. That would hurt.
Over all the trip to the Holocaust Museum was great.
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
Dean's Diary
YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sooooooo excited to write this post!!!!!!! I'm pretty sure you already realized that but I still wanted to tell you all that. So... wait a minute... I think you are starting to hate the word "so" because you've seen it so many times already on this blog. It might make you go crazy when you see this word again so I'll try hard not to use this word. Wait... I'm sorry I didn't realized I used the word "so" again. Sorry!! Wait I used it again. Gosh!!! This is hard.
Anyway I was told to write a diary blog, so I though a lot about it and I came up with an idea that I'll write something related to SuperNatural, which is my favorite show. I'm just telling you all that. If you don't know what SuperNatural is, then go to my other blog that's all about Supernatural. Now go go!!! Hurry up!!
And now the rest of you, who already know what Supernatural is keep reading. If you want to! But this blog is a diary post of Dean, who is a actor on the show. So as you know that Dean and Sam's mother dies in season 1 episode 1 by an evil force, I though about writing about this incident and how Dean felt it. This incident changes the whole Winchester family's life, Dean, Sam, and John who is Dean and Sam's father live a completely different life after this incident. Mary is their mother who is killed by an evil force. Now let me tell you this that the evil force is actually a demon. (Ya now some of you might get interested in this). So anyway when Mary is killed (I like used the term "killed" better than "dies" or "died" because it gives the readers a better understanding and because it's true) Dean was 4 and Sam was only 6 months old. It was a tragedy, a terrible one. I can't imagine what a 6 month baby would have felt at that moment, looking up at the ceiling straight from his bed he could see his mother burning on the ceiling. That is terrible. But I guess the 6 month old baby didn't have any idea of what's going on. And think about this incident from a 4 year old boy's perspective. I can't imagine this, it's just terrifying. I actually cried a lot, meaning a lot when I watched the very first episode of Supernatural. I cried when I saw the 4 year old boy running out of his house with a baby in his hands. I cried but I also smiled seeing Dean being so brave. I love the character Dean in Supernatural.
I'm about to start on the diary part of this blog but before I do, just remember one thing that Dean whose diary this is was 4 years old when this incident happened and now he is way older and he is writing about the incident. And it brings a flashback to that day. So remember he is telling us what happened that day and how he felt.
And yes I totally forgot to say sorry because I used the word "so" again and again. I'm sorry I used it again, and I know some of you hate that word. But sorry!! And if Dean uses that word, then it's not my fault. So don't get mad at me. Sorry once again!!
March 8, 2016
Dear Diary,
It was November 2nd, 1983 when mom was killed by a demon. Killed... ya killed!!! I don't know how to explain this to you diary but seriously if you were a human or something that you see with, then you'd know what I mean. I saw her myself burning on the ceiling of Sam's room. Dad had gotten there first before me.
I had noticed that even Sam and dad looked terrified. I even remember what dad exactly told me to do: "take your brother outside as fast as you can, Dean!"
I even did that, but I still remember those flames killing my mom. I know it for sure that mom was killed by a demon. I will find that demon at any cost!!
That day everything went perfect, except what happened later at night. That night mom, dad and I tried to put Sam to asleep but he didn't. Mom and dad tried a lot but nothing seemed to work, at least that's what I thought. At last mom told me to go to my room and sleep, she also told dad to go rest or watch TV and she'll be there in a few minutes. Dad and I went up to Sam who was in his crib, and I leaned over to kiss Sam. I love Sam, I love him more than anything.
I left the room. After that, well I wasn't there to see what happened but everything seemed normal cause I didn't hear any weird sounds. I'm guessing mom stayed in Sam's room putting Sam to asleep for a few minutes. She might have sang him lullabies like she did to me. Wait... I feel like I'm forgetting something. But what is it? Oh I know, that day, yes that day, dad seemed worried. He had tension on his face. Even mom asked him what was wrong, but he didn't answer. I knew that he knew something was wrong. But he didn't tell anyone. I was too little to ask him about those stuff and I didn't ask him that day.
Well actually I didn't ask him because I was scared of him. I don't know how to explain this but dad has two different sides of him. One side is of course a loving and caring father and the other side is the side that makes me call him sir. I have to call him sir when he gives me orders. I know it's weird but I still have. That day I was just scared to talk to him about that, because I knew something was wrong. Dad has always been protective towards us. So I didn't want to talk to him about it.
So I was in my room trying to sleep, but I couldn't. I kept getting nightmares, and they were horrible. I hated them. Whenever I'd have nightmares I would start kicking the bed and screaming. They were that terrifying, they were about all those bad things that no 4 year-old kid would want. But lucky dad was always there. I feel so protected when dad is with me. He is awesome. I love my dad. I love him so much. Even that night, the first night of our worst life's beginning, dad came into my room.
"Bad dreams?" dad asked.
"Ya, I'm scared dad. They are really bad". I remember these exact words, I just remember everything that happened that night.
"Well don't worry. I'm here. I won't let anything come near you... or Sammy." Dad promised. And he didn't. He didn't let anything happen to Sammy or me. But he couldn't save mom. I know that if dad might have gotten there earlier then he could have maybe saved mom. But maybe no. What if he got there earlier and he couldn't save mom, then he might have even lost his life too. I know that that demon is very strong. But I don't care how strong it is, Sam and I will defeat that demon soon.
Though dad's hands were rough and strong that night having his hand on my forehead felt safe and great! Those hands gave me a good sleep... at least for some time.
Then suddenly I heard a scream, that woke me up. It was mom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I ran out of my room. I was just about to go down the stairs when I saw dad run into Sam's room. "Oh no! Sam." I thought. All I cared about at that time was my family's safety. They were in danger and I was only 4. I don't know what I could have done. Though I had a feeling that my nightmares were coming true. I ran into Sam's room. And there, I can't even explain the scene that was going on. Mom. She was on the ceiling staring at Sam. Her eyes wide open, just looking straight at Sam who was in his crib looking at mom with watery eyes. I felt so bad for him and dad and for me. And then I realized something, mom gave up her life to save Sam!!!!!!! Oh boy!! All I could think of at that minute was to get Sam out of there. Dad looked at mom burning in fire for a second and took Sam out of the crib as fast as he could. He handed me Sam and said those words "take your brother outside as fast as you can, Dean!". And I did. I folded my arms carefully around baby Sam and ran outside like a crazy kid. I ran as fast as I could. And as I was running I was crying, hoping that dad would save mom, but I knew that that wasn't possible. Though I hoped that at least dad would come out safely. I ran across the street. I looked back at my house, it was burning, and mom and dad were in there.
"Daddy please come out!!!! I'm scared" I cried out with tears running down my face quickly still having Sam in my arms. Soon dad came out. He hugged us. I knew mom was gone. Forever. I knew dad was sad too, and he wanted to cry really loud too, just like me. But he stayed strong for us, he knew that if he becomes weak then we'll become weak too. I could see the tears in his eyes, but dad had held them back. His eyes yelled out one thing to me "I want Mary alive!".
Soon the crowd gathered. Police had come. Dad told them that mom died in the fire, and he doesn't knw who started it. But I knew he was lying. We both knew he was lying!
After that day, dad never spoke about it again! But I knew that in his head all he kept saying was "I'm going to find out what happened to my wife!"
And now Sam and I are determine to find that demon too. Oh, I for sure know it that we will find it soon, and we will kill it so that no other kid has to go through what I went through, or what Sam saw. We will find it and we have to find it, what if it does the same thing to other people what it did to mom. Then another 4 year old boy and another 6 month old baby will witness the scariest scene. I don't want any kid or anyone to see that.
Mr. Demon now you can't hide from us. We are coming. So good luck to you cause I'm coming with my brother to finish you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Good Luck!!!!!!!!!
I'm so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sooooooo excited to write this post!!!!!!! I'm pretty sure you already realized that but I still wanted to tell you all that. So... wait a minute... I think you are starting to hate the word "so" because you've seen it so many times already on this blog. It might make you go crazy when you see this word again so I'll try hard not to use this word. Wait... I'm sorry I didn't realized I used the word "so" again. Sorry!! Wait I used it again. Gosh!!! This is hard.
Anyway I was told to write a diary blog, so I though a lot about it and I came up with an idea that I'll write something related to SuperNatural, which is my favorite show. I'm just telling you all that. If you don't know what SuperNatural is, then go to my other blog that's all about Supernatural. Now go go!!! Hurry up!!
And now the rest of you, who already know what Supernatural is keep reading. If you want to! But this blog is a diary post of Dean, who is a actor on the show. So as you know that Dean and Sam's mother dies in season 1 episode 1 by an evil force, I though about writing about this incident and how Dean felt it. This incident changes the whole Winchester family's life, Dean, Sam, and John who is Dean and Sam's father live a completely different life after this incident. Mary is their mother who is killed by an evil force. Now let me tell you this that the evil force is actually a demon. (Ya now some of you might get interested in this). So anyway when Mary is killed (I like used the term "killed" better than "dies" or "died" because it gives the readers a better understanding and because it's true) Dean was 4 and Sam was only 6 months old. It was a tragedy, a terrible one. I can't imagine what a 6 month baby would have felt at that moment, looking up at the ceiling straight from his bed he could see his mother burning on the ceiling. That is terrible. But I guess the 6 month old baby didn't have any idea of what's going on. And think about this incident from a 4 year old boy's perspective. I can't imagine this, it's just terrifying. I actually cried a lot, meaning a lot when I watched the very first episode of Supernatural. I cried when I saw the 4 year old boy running out of his house with a baby in his hands. I cried but I also smiled seeing Dean being so brave. I love the character Dean in Supernatural.
I'm about to start on the diary part of this blog but before I do, just remember one thing that Dean whose diary this is was 4 years old when this incident happened and now he is way older and he is writing about the incident. And it brings a flashback to that day. So remember he is telling us what happened that day and how he felt.
And yes I totally forgot to say sorry because I used the word "so" again and again. I'm sorry I used it again, and I know some of you hate that word. But sorry!! And if Dean uses that word, then it's not my fault. So don't get mad at me. Sorry once again!!
March 8, 2016
Dear Diary,
It was November 2nd, 1983 when mom was killed by a demon. Killed... ya killed!!! I don't know how to explain this to you diary but seriously if you were a human or something that you see with, then you'd know what I mean. I saw her myself burning on the ceiling of Sam's room. Dad had gotten there first before me.
I had noticed that even Sam and dad looked terrified. I even remember what dad exactly told me to do: "take your brother outside as fast as you can, Dean!"
I even did that, but I still remember those flames killing my mom. I know it for sure that mom was killed by a demon. I will find that demon at any cost!!
That day everything went perfect, except what happened later at night. That night mom, dad and I tried to put Sam to asleep but he didn't. Mom and dad tried a lot but nothing seemed to work, at least that's what I thought. At last mom told me to go to my room and sleep, she also told dad to go rest or watch TV and she'll be there in a few minutes. Dad and I went up to Sam who was in his crib, and I leaned over to kiss Sam. I love Sam, I love him more than anything.
I left the room. After that, well I wasn't there to see what happened but everything seemed normal cause I didn't hear any weird sounds. I'm guessing mom stayed in Sam's room putting Sam to asleep for a few minutes. She might have sang him lullabies like she did to me. Wait... I feel like I'm forgetting something. But what is it? Oh I know, that day, yes that day, dad seemed worried. He had tension on his face. Even mom asked him what was wrong, but he didn't answer. I knew that he knew something was wrong. But he didn't tell anyone. I was too little to ask him about those stuff and I didn't ask him that day.
Well actually I didn't ask him because I was scared of him. I don't know how to explain this but dad has two different sides of him. One side is of course a loving and caring father and the other side is the side that makes me call him sir. I have to call him sir when he gives me orders. I know it's weird but I still have. That day I was just scared to talk to him about that, because I knew something was wrong. Dad has always been protective towards us. So I didn't want to talk to him about it.
So I was in my room trying to sleep, but I couldn't. I kept getting nightmares, and they were horrible. I hated them. Whenever I'd have nightmares I would start kicking the bed and screaming. They were that terrifying, they were about all those bad things that no 4 year-old kid would want. But lucky dad was always there. I feel so protected when dad is with me. He is awesome. I love my dad. I love him so much. Even that night, the first night of our worst life's beginning, dad came into my room.
"Bad dreams?" dad asked.
"Ya, I'm scared dad. They are really bad". I remember these exact words, I just remember everything that happened that night.
"Well don't worry. I'm here. I won't let anything come near you... or Sammy." Dad promised. And he didn't. He didn't let anything happen to Sammy or me. But he couldn't save mom. I know that if dad might have gotten there earlier then he could have maybe saved mom. But maybe no. What if he got there earlier and he couldn't save mom, then he might have even lost his life too. I know that that demon is very strong. But I don't care how strong it is, Sam and I will defeat that demon soon.
Though dad's hands were rough and strong that night having his hand on my forehead felt safe and great! Those hands gave me a good sleep... at least for some time.
Then suddenly I heard a scream, that woke me up. It was mom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I ran out of my room. I was just about to go down the stairs when I saw dad run into Sam's room. "Oh no! Sam." I thought. All I cared about at that time was my family's safety. They were in danger and I was only 4. I don't know what I could have done. Though I had a feeling that my nightmares were coming true. I ran into Sam's room. And there, I can't even explain the scene that was going on. Mom. She was on the ceiling staring at Sam. Her eyes wide open, just looking straight at Sam who was in his crib looking at mom with watery eyes. I felt so bad for him and dad and for me. And then I realized something, mom gave up her life to save Sam!!!!!!! Oh boy!! All I could think of at that minute was to get Sam out of there. Dad looked at mom burning in fire for a second and took Sam out of the crib as fast as he could. He handed me Sam and said those words "take your brother outside as fast as you can, Dean!". And I did. I folded my arms carefully around baby Sam and ran outside like a crazy kid. I ran as fast as I could. And as I was running I was crying, hoping that dad would save mom, but I knew that that wasn't possible. Though I hoped that at least dad would come out safely. I ran across the street. I looked back at my house, it was burning, and mom and dad were in there.
"Daddy please come out!!!! I'm scared" I cried out with tears running down my face quickly still having Sam in my arms. Soon dad came out. He hugged us. I knew mom was gone. Forever. I knew dad was sad too, and he wanted to cry really loud too, just like me. But he stayed strong for us, he knew that if he becomes weak then we'll become weak too. I could see the tears in his eyes, but dad had held them back. His eyes yelled out one thing to me "I want Mary alive!".
Soon the crowd gathered. Police had come. Dad told them that mom died in the fire, and he doesn't knw who started it. But I knew he was lying. We both knew he was lying!
After that day, dad never spoke about it again! But I knew that in his head all he kept saying was "I'm going to find out what happened to my wife!"
And now Sam and I are determine to find that demon too. Oh, I for sure know it that we will find it soon, and we will kill it so that no other kid has to go through what I went through, or what Sam saw. We will find it and we have to find it, what if it does the same thing to other people what it did to mom. Then another 4 year old boy and another 6 month old baby will witness the scariest scene. I don't want any kid or anyone to see that.
Mr. Demon now you can't hide from us. We are coming. So good luck to you cause I'm coming with my brother to finish you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Good Luck!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, March 5, 2016
Erika's Quotation
“We must live, and when this is all over, we must work to make the world a better place. And if we die, we will die knowing that it was not our fault, that we did our best, and we can go to our deaths in dignity… I want you both to live…And to remember...You must choose love. Always choose love.”
(from Daniel’s Story by Carol Matas, page 70)
"I can't tell you who he is!" I cried.
"Why Noah? Come on tell me! If you don't tell me who he is, I won't be able to help you. Please! Please trust me! Okay fine! At least tell me something about him". Sam explained.
"Just go! I don't want to talk to anyone and nor do I want to tell anyone anything that's going on with me. Just go, leave me alone."
"Okay. Fine. If that's what you want, then fine I'll go. But just remember, if you ever need me, I'll always be there for you. Come and talk to me whenever you need to".
"Ya right." I muttered.
His hands were in his pockets when he left. He didn't even look back once at me. And I knew something was wrong. He only does that when he is hiding something. But what? Sam never hid anything from me. He is my best friend who always trusted me, and who I...wait can I trust him now? Idk!!! The way he left the room, told me to think twice about trusting him now. Would he help me? Wait a minute. What am I doing. How can I think twice about regarding Sam. Sam whose my best friend since 5th grade, he would never do such a thing that would hurt me. But...no I can't trust anyone.
He won't help me once he finds out about Dean. I can't tell him anything, and not only him, but I can't trust anyone in this family. I can't tell them. I can't let them find out about Dean. They won't except him. But I can't leave him either. I don't want to loose him. I love him. I'll die alive if I loose him. I can't.
I'm left with two choices, either I get to pick my family or Dean, someone who I really love and who loves me. This is hard!!!! My family has been with me in every step of my life. Even in my sad times. Why can't they just except Dean. He is the best for me. If all my friends could see this then why not my family? Or is it because they don't want to? Why don't they want to?
I remember once mom told me and my brother about their love story. How dad chose mom over family. If he could chose his love then can't I chose my love over family. Dad could understand me, because he has been through the same thing. And if he can be with mom then why can't I chose to be with Dean?
I don't know the answers to these questions and I'm pretty sure that they don't know it either!
I don't think my family understands me. Are they even trying to understand me? Idk. I'm tired of this, I just wanna take a nap and when I wake up I want everything to be normal. And my whole family would be together with Dean in it.
But no, I know this won't happen.
That's it! I have made my decision. I choose Dean. Yes! That's exactly what I want. I want to be with Dean. I can be with Dean my entire life. And I know I won't regret this decision.
I'm suppose to meet Dean today at midnight, I think that's the best time for me to run away, away from this family. Everyone's will be sleeping at that time, so no one will notice that I'm gone by the morning.
"Just go! I don't want to talk to anyone and nor do I want to tell anyone anything that's going on with me. Just go, leave me alone."
"Okay. Fine. If that's what you want, then fine I'll go. But just remember, if you ever need me, I'll always be there for you. Come and talk to me whenever you need to".
"Ya right." I muttered.
His hands were in his pockets when he left. He didn't even look back once at me. And I knew something was wrong. He only does that when he is hiding something. But what? Sam never hid anything from me. He is my best friend who always trusted me, and who I...wait can I trust him now? Idk!!! The way he left the room, told me to think twice about trusting him now. Would he help me? Wait a minute. What am I doing. How can I think twice about regarding Sam. Sam whose my best friend since 5th grade, he would never do such a thing that would hurt me. But...no I can't trust anyone.
He won't help me once he finds out about Dean. I can't tell him anything, and not only him, but I can't trust anyone in this family. I can't tell them. I can't let them find out about Dean. They won't except him. But I can't leave him either. I don't want to loose him. I love him. I'll die alive if I loose him. I can't.
I'm left with two choices, either I get to pick my family or Dean, someone who I really love and who loves me. This is hard!!!! My family has been with me in every step of my life. Even in my sad times. Why can't they just except Dean. He is the best for me. If all my friends could see this then why not my family? Or is it because they don't want to? Why don't they want to?
I remember once mom told me and my brother about their love story. How dad chose mom over family. If he could chose his love then can't I chose my love over family. Dad could understand me, because he has been through the same thing. And if he can be with mom then why can't I chose to be with Dean?
I don't know the answers to these questions and I'm pretty sure that they don't know it either!
I don't think my family understands me. Are they even trying to understand me? Idk. I'm tired of this, I just wanna take a nap and when I wake up I want everything to be normal. And my whole family would be together with Dean in it.
But no, I know this won't happen.
That's it! I have made my decision. I choose Dean. Yes! That's exactly what I want. I want to be with Dean. I can be with Dean my entire life. And I know I won't regret this decision.
I'm suppose to meet Dean today at midnight, I think that's the best time for me to run away, away from this family. Everyone's will be sleeping at that time, so no one will notice that I'm gone by the morning.
(I made this up)
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