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One day, I noticed that my mother wasn't acting 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 کہا that things weren't looking good. It wasn't pneumonia; it was much worse. It was myocarditis. Suddenly, it happened. Her دل stopped beating. The doctor tried to revive her, but to no avail. I still remember the chilling words like they were کہا yesterday: "Time of death: 11:32 pm." I did not want to believe I had lost my mother. At first, I blamed the doctor for not recognizing the problem sooner. Grandma said, "Erin, the doctor did everything he could. There's no one to blame." I cried out, "So, I'm supposed to believe this is the will of God?!" She said, "Erin, recall that the Bible says that part of being a Christian is suffering." I said, "Really? Why did Mother have to suffer like this?! What did she do to deserve that?!" Grandma said, "Erin, the Bible says that all have sinned and have come short of the glory of God." I said, "You're saying Mother is in Hell, aren't you?!" Grandma said, "No, that's not what I'm saying, dear." I ran out of the room sobbing. I ignored my brother, Daniel, as he shouted, "Erin, wait! Erin!" He later found me outside the hospital crying. He said, "There آپ are, little sis." I کہا through tears, "Why, Daniel? Why did Mother have to die?" He said, "I don't have the answers, Erin. Grandma was trying to help, but she only made the situation worse. That was uncalled for. I know that's what the scriptures say, but that was not the time for it. You're upset." I asked, "What's going to happen to us?" He said, "It's going to be okay. Our aunt and uncle have been named as our legal guardians. They'll be taking care of us now." That was very perceptive for a fourteen-year-old. Still, things were never the same after that. Grandma and Grandpa told me, "Just pray, and everything will be okay." I prayed long and hard, but it didn't help. Suddenly, I felt as if I was wasting my time. The only thing that seemed to help was music. One day, I was hanging out with my cousin, Barbara Ann. She said, "I know you've کہا موسیقی makes آپ feel better when you're feeling down. Here's some مزید good موسیقی for you." She took out her iPod, and some great موسیقی played. "Hey, Jude, don't make it bad. Take a sad song and make it better." That sounded nice. I asked, "What's the song? Who sings it?" She said, "The song is called 'Hey Jude'. It was performed سے طرف کی a band called the Beatles." I said, "Nice." She introduced me to a couple of other songs. I said, "They're amazing! Are they still around?" She said, "No, they broke up in 1970." I said, "Rats! Are any of the members still living?" She said, "Paul McCartney and Ringo Starr are the only ones living." I had مزید questions, and I got مزید answers. I said, "It would be awesome if they were all still alive and still together." She said, "Yes, it would be. We could have gone to a کنسرٹ together." It was then I began to realize that God was distant from me, and موسیقی was closer.
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Catherine's Point of View
Sometime later in the school year, Gavin's father and mother went on a business trip. Gavin stayed with me and my aunt and uncle for the week. It worked out, because Gavin and I go to school together, and his dog got along with my dogs. That Monday, our school دن started out well. Sometime after lunch, some of our schools mates shoved us in the janitor's closet and locked us in there. It was really dark, and I got really scared. I was on the verge of having a panic attack. Gavin said, "We'll be okay. Someone will find us soon." I calmed down some. Not only was it dark...
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Catherine's Point of View
Spring Break came, and we got a week off from school. One morning, I got up, but then I fell down the stairs. As I tried to get up, I felt a sharp pain in my right knee. I couldn't get up. I cried for help. My aunt ran to me. She asked, "Are آپ okay? What happened?" I said, "I fell down the stairs, and my right knee hurts. I can't get up." She helped me up, but I couldn't walk. She said, "I need to get آپ to the hospital." I had to wait for a long time at the hospital. I could understand why, considering there was a man who had a دل attack there. Still, the fact...
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Catherine's Point of View
It was Valentine's Day. My دوستوں and I made Valentine's دن cards for each other. After school, we all met at Jennifer's house to exchange them. I was careful about what I wrote on some of them, because not all of my دوستوں understand my humor. The only ones who do are Gavin, Jennifer, and William. The card I made for Gavin was a classic example of my humor. On the outside, I wrote, "It's Valentine's Day. I got آپ a card." On the inside, I wrote, "This is the inside of it." Gavin laughed until he cried when he read it. He said, "Oh, Catherine, always funny!" I said,...
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Catherine's Point of View
One دن in January, it was snowing. I said, "I swear it was warmer at Christmas." Gavin said, "I know. It felt مزید like May than December." Pretty soon, it was getting really cold. I said, "It's colder than I can stand right now. I think we should go back inside." Gavin said, "I agree." As we were going inside, Gavin slipped on a patch of black ice on the driveway. I asked, "Gavin, are آپ okay?" He said, "Yeah." He got up, and I noticed that he was limping. I said, "You're hurt." He said, "I'm all right....ow!" I said, "But you're limping." He said, "Maybe I'm not...
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Catherine's Point of View
Our sophomore سال was a good سال for the most part. Gavin and I didn't get bullied much. The few times we did, we usually took up for each other. One day, Gavin was sick, and he couldn't be there to take up for me. Some bullies mocked me and pushed me down the stairs. Jennifer told the bullies off, and William helped me to my feet. He asked, "Are آپ okay?" I said, "Yeah, I'm okay." I was a bit upset. When I came home, I put on some Beatles موسیقی to make myself feel better. I felt better, and one of my دوستوں even told me a joke. She said, "What is the difference...
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Catherine's Point of View
One دن during the summer, I decided to visit with Gavin. When I made it over there, his dog, Oliver, greeted me. I said, "Hi, Oliver! Where's Gavin?" The dog led me to Gavin. Gavin was resting under the درخت in his backyard. I said, "You look comfortable, Gavin." I expected him to say, "I am," but he didn't. Oliver licked his face, but he didn't stir. I thought, "Oh, God! Has he passed out?" I knelt down beside of him and gently shook him. "Gavin!" I cried. "Gavin, are آپ okay?!" He opened his eyes and said, "Good morning!" I said, "Gavin, don't scare me like that!...
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Catherine's Point of View
It was summer, and one day, Gavin came to me crying. I asked, "Are آپ okay?" He said, "No." I asked, "What's wrong?" He said, "My grandfather just died." I said, "Gavin, I'm so sorry." I hugged him. He continued to cry. I understood how he felt, since I had lost Pops less than two years earlier. Despite my fear of heights, I decided to fly to Liverpool with Gavin. His father asked, "Are آپ sure آپ want to do this?" I said, "Gavin was there for me when Pops died. It's my turn to be there for Gavin." His mother said, "That's very sweet of you, love." On the plane,...
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Catherine's Point of View
One night, I heard that there was going to be a meteor shower. Bonnie, Gavin, and I went up a ہل, لندن that was overlooking the high school, as it was a dark hill. After we saw the meteor shower, we looked down the ہل, لندن towards the school. Bonnie said, "Ya know, that school seemed so big when I first started attending it, but looking down on it now, I realize how small it really is." I said, "Really?" She said, "Yeah. It seems like just yesterday when I was a freshman like آپ guys. Now I'm just four months away form graduating." Gavin said, "That's crazy. This time next...
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Catherine's Point of View
It was the last دن of school before Christmas Break. At one point, I noticed that I was having some pain in my right side. Gavin asked, "Catherine, are آپ all right?" I said, "Yeah, I'm just fine. Why?" He said, "You're acting like you're hurt." I said, "Oh, I'm just having some pain in my right side. I'm probably bruised from where I slipped and fell on a patch of ice, no big deal." Jennifer overheard me and said, "Look, I'm not a doctor, but آپ should definitely go see one." I said, "I think I'll be okay. I'll see what happens tomorrow." The اگلے day, the pain...
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Catherine's Point of View
One day, I was visiting with my paternal grandparents. A thunderstorm was approaching as we were getting ready to leave. As I was walking to my aunt and uncle's car, I felt a bolt of lightning hit me. I felt the strike, and the اگلے thing I knew, I woke up in my uncle's arms. He said, "Holy cow! I thought آپ were dead!" I said, "You did?" He said, "Yeah. آپ looked dead." My aunt said, "You really did." I said, "That really hurt." My uncle said, "I think we should get آپ to a hospital just to be sure you're okay." Thankfully, I only had minor injuries. The doctor...
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Catherine's Point of View
It was our first دن of high school. Gavin and I were quite nervous, to be honest. The دن started out badly. I heard someone make fun of Gavin's accent. The bully asked, "What's up with the cheesy accent?" Gavin replied, "I'm from England, Liverpool, to be exact." The bully said, "Oh, you're from that town where those insects are from. That explains your trashy haircut. آپ should be beaten for that." I walked up to the bully and said, "If آپ hurt Gavin, آپ better make plans for me to hurt you." The bully ran in fear and never bothered us again. Later, I got punched...
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Catherine's Point of View
I was reluctant to include the eighth grade in the story. There weren't too many good things that happened that year. The only good things that happened that سال were a couple of new دوستوں that I made and the fact that I made straight A's. Everything else that happened was bad. The worst thing that happened that سال was the death of my maternal grandfather. Although my mother died in childbirth, her parents still wanted to have a relationship with me. I was close to Pops, (that's what I called him). I did at times think he needed to be knocked off of his pompous...
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Catherine's Point of View
One day, in the seventh grade, I noticed some kids threatening to beat Gavin. I came up to the bullies and said, "Don't beat up my friend. If آپ want to beat up someone, do it to me." Gavin said, "Catherine, no! What are آپ doing?!" I said, "I'd rather it be me than you!" The bullies began beating on me. Gavin begged the bullies to stop, but his pleas fell on deaf ears. I was outnumbered, so I couldn't fight back. Gavin tried to physically get them off of me, but he was unsuccessful. I said, "Gavin, get out of here! They'll get you, too!" Gavin said, "Hold on, Catherine!...
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Catherine's Point of View
Christmas Vacation was officially over, and we were back in school. Gavin and I were heading to our اگلے class, and we saw someone being bullied. A group of kids punched a girl in the face, and she fell to the ground. Gavin said, "Come on, Catherine! Let's get those bullies away from her." I said, "I'm right behind you! I can't just stand and watch someone get bullied." We approached the bullies, and Gavin said, "Back off! I've got crutches, and I'm not afraid to use them!" The bullies walked away. I helped the girl to her feet and asked, "Are آپ okay?" She said, "Yeah....
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Catherine's Point of View
A couple of months passed, and Gavin and I became really, really close, but one day, there was something in the air. Whatever it was, Gavin and I got into a horrible argument. I don't remember what we were arguing about, but we کہا some cruel things to each other. I dare not repeat them. I went ہوم crying. Later, I decided to make up with Gavin. I went across the سٹریٹ, گلی to his home. His mother answered the door. I said, "I need to talk to Gavin. I want to make up with him." She said, "I'll tell him you're here." A few منٹ later, she returned and said, "He's gone."...
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Catherine's Point of View
One October day, it had started out normally. Gavin and I had a really good دن until the last class of the day. We had some free time at the end of the class. There was a girl calling me ugly and deformed. I was upset, but I tried not to دکھائیں that she got to me. Gavin came up beside me and said, "Hey! Be nice to her!" The girl asked, "What are آپ gonna do? Boys can't hit girls." He said, "I know, but if they could, you'd be the first one I'd hit." She said, "But girls can hit boys." He said, "Go ahead! Hit me!" She punched him in the mouth, knocking out a tooth. The...
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Catherine's Point of View
One September day, I had an experience that would change my life. I noticed that some new neighbors were moving in across the street. I decided to greet my new neighbors, especially since there was a kid my age there. I said, "Hi, I'm Catherine. It's nice to meet you." He said, "Hi, I'm Gavin. It's nice to meet you, too." I said, "Nice accent آپ have there!" He said, "Thank you. I'm from Liverpool, England." I said, "Like the Beatles?!" He said, "Yeah. Like the Beatles." Seeing that we were both Beatles fans, I knew we would get along. Gavin seemed so friendly and...
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Catherine's Point of View
My childhood had a rocky start from دن one. My mother was in poor health from the دن she learned she was pregnant with me. Although I turned out to be healthy, my mother died in childbirth. Realizing his own mortality, my father named my aunt and uncle as legal guardians if something were to happen to him. My father and my aunt were siblings. One night, when I was three years old, my aunt was babysitting me, and my father never returned, for he was killed in a car accident. As a result, I ended up living with my aunt and uncle. They never had children, so I was basically...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
Some time passed, and the members of The Devil Wants Peace began to notice something. John was the only member who didn't have a girlfriend. He did have a girl who was his friend. Her name was Violet, and John had become really good دوستوں with her. She occasionally visited him in the recording studio, (this is not a John and Yoko story, I promise). She admired his general confidence and superb leadership skills. John was very fond of Violet. Once, John got into a terrible argument with Allen. John told بنفشی, وایلیٹ about it, and she provided him comfort. She even said, "Work it out with Allen....
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posted by Peaceandlove67
After a brief hiatus, The Devil Wants Peace released another album. They went on another tour. One evening, they were signing autographs for some fans. Suddenly, it began to rain. Peter said, "I think we should seek shelter. I don't think our شائقین will want to come out in the rain for autographs." John said, "Good thinking, Peter. Let's go." The group began to run towards a nearby shelter. Thunder and lightning crashed around them. A bolt of lightning flashed close to them. Allen, Peter, and Stan met in the nearby shelter. Peter said, "That lightning flash was close. Is everyone all right?"...
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