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Ok, so before there was me, there was my parents. When my dad was about twenty, my mom was born. But I didn't exist yet, so it was too early for me to have any opinion about this. My dad went to college (OU, I think) and my mom was raised in Illinois. My dad was supposedly adopted or something for some weird reason (I think when he was older). My mom was raised in a "hardcore" Catholic family. So hardcore, that she didn't even know about homosexuals and had never even wondered about that kind of thing. Her parents got divorced. (All of this is part of the reason why I have five gradnmas.) My mom failed a highschool credit (swimming) and never went to college but still got her highschool degree because they messed up or something. On August 9th, 1990, when my mom was about 32 and my dad was about 48 (not sure about the numbers), my sister was born. On August 11th, 1992 (mom-34, dad-50) I was born. My sister and I are two years and two days apart. My mom had a sesuction or w/e for both of us and I was almost born on the same day as my sister.
I never liked my dad, although my mom claimed I did when I was a baby (wth, I know). I made my first friend when I was two. One day my mom was walking me down the street in a stroller and her gradnma was walking her in her stroller and my mom and her grandma ran into eachother and both of us had red hair so we became friends and were like sisters and called eachother 'sissy'. When I was three or four I got my first cat. We went to this lady's house and there were about four kittens up for adoption and I wanted one and my sister wanted another. We got both though. And the one I got had been born with "kitty cancer" (but I didn't know this).
I never went to preschool. So when I started kindergaten I pretty much only had one friend (who had a sister the same age as my sister and that's how we knew eachother). I had a few other friends from my neighborhood too, but they were all private schooled and stuff. On the first day she introduced me to her other friend and I just sat there playing with blocks or something (I think that's pretty much when we stopped being friends). Eventually I made a friend, but it took a while because I didn't want to make friends. We were friends and stuff, then one day this other girl came up to us while we were reading and wanted to join us. I didn't want her to because I didn't want to share my friend, but my friend said it was ok. I secretly hated the girl for a while, but eventually I got over it and the three of us became friends. I had a crush on this girly guy who liked pink (I think this was before the other girl came along though) and he apparently liked me too and kept trying to sit by me during the pledge though. He kept trying to sit next to me during the pledge and stuff and I kept trying to get away from him. Then on day I was sitting at a little round table with him and a few other people and he said that one time he threw up but he swallowed it and I whispered in the girl next to me's ear (which happened to be the same girl my first friend in my class had introduced me to on the first day) that what he just said was gross and she blurted out 'Sarah (yes, that's my real name) says that you're gross and disgusting and she never wants to talk to you again'. So I think (I think, I don't remember) that I started crying and he moved on and we just didn't really talk anymore. In that same year I got a dog. We were originally going to get guinea pigs that day, but then I picked up this dog because I thought it looked like my friend's (that first that I became friends with in school) dog. Then I started asking if we could get it and everybody else held it and eventually we got it. Throughout the years we eventually got various birds from people who didn't want them mostly and two guinea pigs and a rabbit and a hamster and a mouse. The birds were Teddy, Black Jack, Apple Jack, McGee, Tweety, Jessie, Banjo, and Bear. The guinea pigs were Ginger and Pumpkin, Pumpkin was mine and Ginger was my sisters. The mouse (mine) was Sugarbear. The hamster (mine) was named Angel. The rabbit (my mom's) was named Dusty. The rabbit used to chase my sister's cat around the house. Currently, Tweety, Jessie, Ginger, Pumpkin, Angel, Dusty, and Sugarbear are all dead. Most died of old age. When our rabbit (Dusty) was sick our dog sat by the cage whining and we took her to the vet and a few days later she died. Tweety died of old age, he was my favorite bird, probably the only one that would let strangers hold him; I was the one who first found Tweety dead. He used to stick his head in the little bell in his cage and sing, he also liked the song 'sunshine on my shoulders'. Angel was old when she died but she was sick and got put to sleep. Jessie (who might actually still be alive, but it's unlikely because her wings were clipped and she couldn't fly very well) died because my dad opened the door while she was flying around the house and let her out. We spent the rest of the day plus maybe a few more days looking for her and we never found her. I think the most pets we've had at once was fourteen or sixteen.
My "sissy" (the one I met when I was two) eventually started going to my school and we also made another red-headed friend. There were now (I think) five of us and we formed "The Tree Group". ***TO BE CONTINUED***
Pinny Nickels · Mon Jan 15, 2007 @ 11:33am · 1 Comments |
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