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The members of New Religion were in their house in Florida, writing a new song together. Fritz, their mascot and musician dog, was sitting close to the band members. Paul's Siberian Huskies, Yukon and Nunavut, were in the اگلے room. Erin said, "This is a perfect evening." Paul said, "Yes, it is." Lola said, "I don't think anything can possibly go wrong tonight." Carl nodded in agreement. Just then, Nunavut started growling. "What? Are آپ jealous now?" Paul remarked. Just then, a scream was heard. Paul grabbed Nunavut's lead and clipped it to the collar. Carl followed Paul out the door and told Lola and Erin to stay inside and call for help. Out in the night, Paul and Carl could hear someone crying. Nunavut led them in the right direction. It was their neighbor, Lisa. She said, "Paul! Carl! Am I glad to see آپ guys!" Carl immediately put pressure on her wound. Paul asked, "What happened?" She said, "He told me not to scream, but I screamed, and he stabbed me." Paul said, "It's going to be okay. Lola and Erin are calling for help right now." Later, Paul and Carl made it back home. Lola asked, "Is everything okay?" Carl said, "Lisa has been stabbed." Erin said, "Oh, no! Is she going to be okay?" Paul said, "She's fine. The paramedics took her to the hospital just to be sure." Later, on the news, they heard that she was expected to make a full recovery. Erin said, "You guys are heroes." Carl said, "We can't take all the credit. It was Nunavut who led us to her." Paul patted the head of his loyal dog and remarked, "Smart dog!" That night, they all went to bed, glad to know their neighbor was okay. However, Paul had a terrible nightmare. His band mates were killed right in front of him. He was relieved it was only a dream, but this dream was realistic. That could possibly happen. That morning, Lola fixed breakfast. She noticed that Paul wasn't cheerful as usual. She asked, "Paul, are آپ feeling okay?" He said, "Yeah." She felt his forehead and said, "You don't feel feverish." He said, "I'm sure I'll be fine." Later that morning, New Religion went to the recording studio to record their new song. Andrew, their producer, noticed that Paul wasn't cheerful. Andrew asked, "Paul, what's wrong?" Paul said, "I just didn't sleep well last night. I'm okay." Andrew said, "Maybe آپ should go ہوم and rest." After recording their new song, the members of New Religion went back to their house. Erin said, "Paul, آپ haven't been yourself all day. Something is clearly bothering you." He said, "Really, I'm fine." Carl said, "No, you're not, man." Lola said, "Carl's right. You're not. Tell us what's wrong." Paul sighed. Erin said, "Paul, we're your friends. آپ can tell us." He said, "I had a horrible nightmare last night. آپ all were murdered right in front of me." Lola hugged him and said, "Paul, it was only a nightmare. We're right here, and we're fine." He said, "But what if this really happened?" Erin asked, "Do آپ really think I'd let that happen?" He said, "Erin, that's beyond your control." Carl said, "Paul, آپ shouldn't worry about the what if's in life." Paul said, "I think I'd feel safer if we moved to a safer town. Miami isn't that safe." Lola said, "Paul, I think we should wait a while." He asked, "How long should we wait? Until one of us gets stabbed یا shot in our driveway?!" Erin said, "I think Paul has a point. As rock stars, it's our safety is مزید important now than ever. Besides, if it would make Paul feel better, it would make me feel better." She کہا this in her no-nonsense, authoritative voice. Nobody objected to that. They all began looking for homes in towns that were rated the safest in the United States.

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Ever since I had lost my mother, موسیقی helped me cope. I didn't have very many دوستوں at school. I got bullied a lot, and مزید 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 آپ need to talk, I'm here." I said, "Thanks, Barry." Even my دوستوں in Sunday...
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"God is a concept سے طرف کی which we measure our pain." I didn't always know یا agree with this lyric from John Lennon's song, "God". However, I came to that point سے طرف کی 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 آپ 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 آپ 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 سیکنڈ دن of school is never as bad as the first. It's true. My سیکنڈ دن 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 ہوم 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 دن of school, I was wearing one of my Beatles t-shirts. She noticed it, and she said, "Darling, I love آپ 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 دن 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 سال was over. We both cried. We promised to keep in touch with each other, and we've kept in touch to this day.
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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." سے طرف کی 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 آپ 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 آپ could compare yourself to a literary character, who do آپ think you'd be?" I کہا 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 سے طرف کی my aunt and uncle. I never really knew my parents, as I lost 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 دن of school. We had our annual awards ceremony today. Some of my دوستوں 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 کہا 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 کنسرٹ with his band. He said, "I'm happy for you, Grace! آپ deserve it." I said, "Really?" He said, "Yes, really. When I picked آپ up from school, I met some of...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
April 6, 2012
Today was Good Friday. We got a دن off from school. I was walking down the سٹریٹ, گلی with John, and I saw Kimberly, the girl who betrayed me. I kept my head down, hoping she wouldn't notice me, but she did. She said, "Hey, Grace!" I said, "Hey, Judas!" John said, "Oh, so, that's the girl who stabbed آپ in the back." I nodded. She said, "You're not still sore at me, are you, Grace?" I said, "I forgive, but I never forget." Suddenly, John stuck it to her. He said, "How dare آپ do this thing to Grace! She had been nothing but nice to her, and آپ took her دل and ripped it into...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
March 12, 2012
I'm all better now. I can speak clearly. I am caught up with my school work. I talked with John today. He said, "I'm glad you're feeling better. I'm actually sick myself." I said, "Oh, no! What's wrong?" He said, "It's just a cold. I'm sure I'll be fine in a few days." I said, "I hope آپ feel better." He said, "Thank you. The worst part is not being able to go to the recording studio with my mates. I hate that I can't do that. They told me that they won't go if I don't. I said, 'No, it's fine. I'll introduce my songs when I come back.' Allen said, 'Take care of yourself, John....
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posted by Peaceandlove67
March 11, 2012
I am sick again. This time, I have laryngitis. I cannot talk at all. I can only communicate through text messages. John came سے طرف کی the house. My aunt told him that I was sick. He came into my bedroom. I was excited to see him, and I tried to talk with him, but I couldn't get any words out. He said, "You don't have to talk, Grace. Just listen." I sat up. He said, "I brought آپ a little present." He reached in his bag and handed me a teddy bear. He said, "My grandmother made if for me when I was five years old." I texted, "John, I can't take this. It's something your grandmother made...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
March 7, 2012
I am so happy that our house has been rebuilt. We settled in just a few weeks ago. Things have been crazy, which explains why I haven't written anything in a while. They've calmed down, thankfully. I am thirteen now. Today was my thirteenth birthday. It was so much better than my twelfth birthday. There was really only one bad part about my birthday. I was browsing the Internet, and I read that Peter from The Devil Wants Peace was in a car crash. I called John to see if it was true یا if it was just a nasty rumor. I said, "John, I read that Peter was in a car crash. Is it true?"...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
January 10, 2012
We are now in a new year. School started again today. My schoolmates have been flocking to me, asking me سوالات about losing my ہوم in a fire. It became a game of a thousand questions. The one سوال that most of them didn't ask: Are آپ okay? I became fed up with it. Michael later found me sitting in the lunchroom alone. He said, "Hey. Are آپ okay?" I said, "You know, you're the only the third person to ask me that." He said, "Really?" I said, "Yeah. I had to get away from all the questions. It was a terrifying experience." He said, "I can imagine. آپ got burnt pretty...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
December 25, 2011
Even though it is Christmas, things have not exactly been jolly for us. A few weeks ago, our Christmas lights had burned our house down. My aunt and uncle escaped unharmed, but I got trapped. I saw a firefighter coming to my rescue, and before I fell unconscious, I said, "Please help me." When I woke up, I was in the hospital. The doctor said, "It's good that you're awake now." I asked if my aunt and uncle were okay. The doctor said, "They're fine. They're in the waiting room right now. آپ gave them quite a scare, young lady." I said, "I'm not going to die, am I?" He said,...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
November 24, 2011
Today was Thanksgiving, (for the United States). Thanksgiving has always been my پسندیدہ holiday. It is a time to get together with the family without the pressure of buying gifts for them, and I like food. I helped a bit with preparing the dinner, but I mostly set the table. Grandma didn't want me to burn myself. It's happened in the past. Anyway, John managed to find his way. Whenever we would sit at the table, we would all say what we are thankful for before eating the food. We allowed John to go first, since he was new to the family. He said, "I'm thankful for my band...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
November 5, 2011
I've been having quite a weekend so far. Yesterday, after school, my aunt and uncle noticed that I was still feeling a little down. They decided to take me to a hiking trail, since I enjoy nature. Everything was going well, but suddenly, I got separated from them سے طرف کی mistake. I tried to go back the way I came, but there were so many twists and turns, and I became increasingly confused. Pretty soon, I came across a log cabin. I کہا to myself, "I wonder if anyone lives there. Maybe I can get some help." I knocked on the door, but the only answer was a barking dog. I decided to...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
November 1, 2011
Today at school, I had my worst دن yet. I was on my way to my last class, and I overheard Kimberly talking to one of her friends. Her friend said, "I don't understand why you're دوستوں with Grace. She's just, I don't know, so dorky." I didn't like that, but I kept quiet to see where it was going. Kimberly said, "I'm not دوستوں with Grace, Isabella!" My eyes widened. She wasn't دوستوں with me? Was she denying our friendship out of fear? Isabella said, "I've seen آپ with her, doing the friendly banter. آپ two do your homework together." Kimberly said, "Okay, here's the thing....
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posted by Peaceandlove67
October 13, 2011
Ever since I saved Freddy's life, my schoolmates have looked at me differently. They actually respect me now. I like that I've gained respect, but I never wanted to be popular. I enjoy being around people, but I hate being the center of attention. It's awful. The مقبول girls even look my way now. We don't have a lot in common, but one of them seems nice enough. Her name is Kimberly. However, there might be a problem with her and my other friends, particularly Bridget. Bridget کہا to me today, "Grace, it's good that you're nice and friendly to everyone, but I'd watch my back...
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