'Tis be Rose's POV. Enjoy!
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Mom had also told me that, “She was so much like you. toi both used to spend all jour trying to think of something toi two didn’t have in common!”
So I sat on the train, waiting for the big lug to stop.
I was wearing my most treasured shirt, the black and red “The voices told me to” t-shirt. Everyone always stopped to read it, and it always gave them a chuckle when they did, so it made me feel like I wasn’t invisible. ou at least that I wore shirts people wouldn’t expect.
My mom had filled me in on the stuff I’d forgotten after the accident. It wasn’t such a big deal to me; I mean, I survived, so there wasn’t anything to worry about. But my mom thought it would be such a “traumatic” experience for me, so she helped me “cope” with it.
Honestly, I could remember the past 6 years, back until I was 10. But everything before that was a complete blank. It was as if I’d been born at age 10.
I’d learned that the kind people who’d let me stay over at their house in Toronto for a few weeks were also my family; my aunt Bonnie and my two cousins. I’d also learned that the girl and I used to be good Friends until I moved away. And, of course, my mom wouldn’t tell me her name. Why did she have to be so mysterious like that? I never liked surprises!
I began to hum to myself. It was Never Too Late, par Three Days Grace. I’d had that song stuck in my head since about a an after I had gotten out of the hospital. I never knew why it was always that song in my head, but as I hummed it, I dismissed the thought, guessing it used to be my favori song.
And since then, one ou plus little visuals of me and a little girl with straight, black hair and wearing a white tank-top playing in a sand box, ou sliding down a water slide, ou walking into the woods together.
Suddenly, I heard the conductor yell, “We’re in Toronto! All passengers that were heading Toronto-ward- all off the train!”
Hmph, that must be me, I thought, as I lugged my suitcase out the door. Once I got outside, I spotted a tall, young-looking woman in a clean, white chemisier and a gray knee-length skirt, with her arm around a teenage girl with short, black and blue hair, and, literally, black from her earrings to her combat boots.
How are toi gonna handle this, Rosalba? I asked myself.
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Mom had also told me that, “She was so much like you. toi both used to spend all jour trying to think of something toi two didn’t have in common!”
So I sat on the train, waiting for the big lug to stop.
I was wearing my most treasured shirt, the black and red “The voices told me to” t-shirt. Everyone always stopped to read it, and it always gave them a chuckle when they did, so it made me feel like I wasn’t invisible. ou at least that I wore shirts people wouldn’t expect.
My mom had filled me in on the stuff I’d forgotten after the accident. It wasn’t such a big deal to me; I mean, I survived, so there wasn’t anything to worry about. But my mom thought it would be such a “traumatic” experience for me, so she helped me “cope” with it.
Honestly, I could remember the past 6 years, back until I was 10. But everything before that was a complete blank. It was as if I’d been born at age 10.
I’d learned that the kind people who’d let me stay over at their house in Toronto for a few weeks were also my family; my aunt Bonnie and my two cousins. I’d also learned that the girl and I used to be good Friends until I moved away. And, of course, my mom wouldn’t tell me her name. Why did she have to be so mysterious like that? I never liked surprises!
I began to hum to myself. It was Never Too Late, par Three Days Grace. I’d had that song stuck in my head since about a an after I had gotten out of the hospital. I never knew why it was always that song in my head, but as I hummed it, I dismissed the thought, guessing it used to be my favori song.
And since then, one ou plus little visuals of me and a little girl with straight, black hair and wearing a white tank-top playing in a sand box, ou sliding down a water slide, ou walking into the woods together.
Suddenly, I heard the conductor yell, “We’re in Toronto! All passengers that were heading Toronto-ward- all off the train!”
Hmph, that must be me, I thought, as I lugged my suitcase out the door. Once I got outside, I spotted a tall, young-looking woman in a clean, white chemisier and a gray knee-length skirt, with her arm around a teenage girl with short, black and blue hair, and, literally, black from her earrings to her combat boots.
How are toi gonna handle this, Rosalba? I asked myself.
Chris: Hi Im chris mclean with the suivant season of the total drama series TOTAL DRAMA CULDESAC!!!
Chris: The new teams are Team Scam and Team pêche, peach creek.
Team Scam:
1. Nazz
2. Katie
3. Marie
4. Owen
5. Ezekiel
6. Tyler
7. LeShawna
8. Sadie
9. Trent
10. Kevin
11. Justin
12. Noah
13. DJ
14. Sarah
15. Courtney
16. Harold
Team pêche, peach Creek:
1. Eva
2. Ed
3. Gwen
4. Jimmy
5. Lindsay
6. Johnny 2x4
7. Bridgette
8. May
9. Beth
10. Geoff
11. Edd
12. Izzy
13. Rolf
14. Lee
15. Duncan
16. Eddy
First Challenge- The Afterschool Race
Chris: toi have to race from the school to the culdesac.
Chris: The races will be contested under best 2 out of 3.
Race 1: Noah vs. Rolf
Race 2: Owen vs. Jimmy
Race 3: Nazz vs. Eva
Please vote for who toi want to win par leaving a commentaire below. Voting ends on July 20th.
Chris: The new teams are Team Scam and Team pêche, peach creek.
Team Scam:
1. Nazz
2. Katie
3. Marie
4. Owen
5. Ezekiel
6. Tyler
7. LeShawna
8. Sadie
9. Trent
10. Kevin
11. Justin
12. Noah
13. DJ
14. Sarah
15. Courtney
16. Harold
Team pêche, peach Creek:
1. Eva
2. Ed
3. Gwen
4. Jimmy
5. Lindsay
6. Johnny 2x4
7. Bridgette
8. May
9. Beth
10. Geoff
11. Edd
12. Izzy
13. Rolf
14. Lee
15. Duncan
16. Eddy
First Challenge- The Afterschool Race
Chris: toi have to race from the school to the culdesac.
Chris: The races will be contested under best 2 out of 3.
Race 1: Noah vs. Rolf
Race 2: Owen vs. Jimmy
Race 3: Nazz vs. Eva
Please vote for who toi want to win par leaving a commentaire below. Voting ends on July 20th.
in i triple dog dare toi heather had to lick owen's armpit (do to Duncan's awesome dare). but, who would know if heather actully liked it? who knows! she might even wanna do it again! but can't because every one would know! who do toi think would be most surprised? probably owen, cause.....it's his armpit!!!! i cracked up laughing when heather licked owens armpit! it was sooo helarious! I wish some one would find heathers diary and read it.then every one would get back at her! let's just try to remember some plus funny moments about heather and tell me them, cause i'm going to be heiping my sis make a utube movie about it so give me and lee some help
JG and Lee
JG and Lee