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1 LITRE OF TEARS……….14 years old- My familyMary died... Today is my birthday. I grew quite alot. I think Ineed to thank my mom and dad. I need to getmuch better grades, and be more healthy so Iwon't make them sad. In order to do that, I want tomake this beginning of my youth important,without any regrets.I'm going camping the day after tomorrow. I needto finish my homework so I won't have to worryabout it.Go!Go!Aya! Tiger, the fierce dog next door ripped Mary's headoff, killing her.Mary who was very small,approached the monstrous Tiger with a friendlywagging tail. I yelled with all my might, "Mary no!Come back over here!" but...Mary must befrustrated... she died without being able to say aword. If she wasn't born a dog, she wouldn't havedied so fast. Mary please be happy somwehereelse! The new house is finished.The large rooms on theeastside of the second floor is me and my sister'sroom. The ceiling is white. The wall is woodenbrown. The scenery outside the window looksdifferent than usual. I'm happy that I have my ownroom, but it seems too spacious and lonely. Iwonder if I'll be able to sleep tonight.Starting off all refreshed!1. I'll wear t-shirts and pants(its easier to movearound).2. Chores to do everyday-- water the lawn,pick weeds, check for bugs behind the leaves of the one tomato vine I planted. Also check theleaves of the chrysanthemum for cockroaches, andif i find any, take care of it right away.3.Not to slack
on my homework4.Other than that, write in mydiary everyday.I'm going to make sure I do all of these.My FamilyDad 41 years old. Sometimes he has a bad temper,but he's nice.Mom 40 years old. I look up to her,but her straight forwardness scares me.Me 14years old. In the beginning stage of adolesence. The age that's hard to deal with. If I describemyself with one word it would be, crybaby. I'm fullof emotions. I'm naive and I easily get mad andeasily start laughing.My little sister 12 years old. Isee her as a rival in both school andpersonality...although lately I've been pushedaround by her.My little brother 11 years old. He's atricky one... a little scary. He's younger than mebut sometimes turns into an older brother. He'salso like a parent to Koro(the dog).My youngestbrother 10 years old. He has a wild imagination,but he can be a little careless.My youngest sister 2years old. She has curly hair that she got from mymom, and her face is from my dad (especially hereyes... its what it looks like when the clock hits8:20) She is very cute.SignI think I've been losing weight lately.Is it fromskipping meals because of the loads of homeworkand science project?I can't put my thought intoaction so I worry.I blame myself but there seems tobe no progress.My energy just continues to drain.Iwant to gain a little more weight.Startingtomorrow, I need to act more according to the planI wrote out before.It was drizzling today. Walking to school holding aheavy bag and to make that worse, an umbrella, isa pain.As I was having these negative thoughts,
my knees popped and I fell forward at a narrowroad about 100 meters from my house.I hit my chinpretty badly. As I gently slid my hand on my chin, Ifelt the sticky blood covering my hands. I picked upthe scattered bag and umbrella, turned back, andheaded home.My mom came out from the insidesaying,"Did you forget something? You better hurryor you're going to be late.""What's wrong?"Nowords came out and all I could do was cry.My momquickly got a towel and wiped my face which wascovered with blood. I felt the sand cutting throughthe wound.She said,"We're gonna have to go to thedoctor," and quickly helped me change into cleanclothes, placed a band aid over my cut, and jumped into the car.I got 2 stitches without anypain killer.I grit my teeth and dealt with the pain,because it was my fault for being clumsy.But morethan that... I'm sorry mom for making you take aday off work.I thought to myself that maybe myhands didn't help me when I fell, because I'm kindof slow... as I looked at my aching chin in themirror. But I'm glad it was under my chin. My futurewould be dark if a scar was left in a place wherepeople can see.My grades in P.E.7th grade= B8th grade= C9thgrade= DI'm so frustrated! I guess I need to tryharder.I was hoping that the circuit training I didduring summer vacation would help a little, but Iguess not.Well, I suppose it's because I didn'tcontinue it long enough (the voice from theshadow= Exactly!)In the morning, inside the kitchen where a slightlight and breeze was slipping through the windowwith the yellow lace curtain, I cried."How come I'mthe only one who is not athletic?"Today, there isgoing to be a test on the balance beam.My momcovered her eyes and said, "But Aya, it's okay
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