The Curse of Amelia Lockwood

was perfectly normal for a kid my age to be worn out after witnessing her mother's death but my friend back h

lls are opened and the feelings start rushing out,she will be a mess. But no matter how hard I tried,she never listened to me. I had to

I believe that we are going to be very good friends. And Bonnie seems to agree with me on that. She even told me that if I don't take him,

was starting to bring tears to my eyes,so I shoke off the memories and got out of bed. I woke up feeling grumpy. I couldn'

loor was met with the warmth coming out from the fireplace and the mixture

up my blankets and I headed to th

ore that I would be going to the

ol and Dad had to take a taxi to get us the

was boldly inscribed on the gate. Like most high schoo

nce of the school and he

if I was going into a wa

her died. I think we both just need some time alone to mourn. Though

taking my first steps into the new

fice because I needed to get my locker space and my

ould get mad at the sight of her books lyi

hat". I got on my knees and

to my class that I didn't look at where I was going". She had the sweetest voic

I'm new here and I think I'm kinda lost

. The counselor office is all the way o

u can just point me i

ou won't find it b

say that you wer

t want to go there early so I can watc

ng a crush on Derek made me angry. It was totally unlike me. I never really cared before if someone was crushing on a guy I liked but with Derek,it was totally different. I had to ca

fice together and in the proces

rted drinking and keeping late nights and Sandra had to get one of their family member to talk to her. After a series of therapy,she was finally back to normal. She realized that she might have lost two babies but she still had one to take care of

decided to not over step my boundaries. She has already shared more than a what two people who just met each other would. I guess she is just free with her words and emotions than I

k for bitting her pencil all the time. I introduced mys

slip to show to a Mrs. Rebecc

table said it was already time for lunch break. I headed off

t bother going to the counter to get my meal. I just walk

ck us,so we had to take a taxi and then walk down to our different houses. It turns out,we live

. I took some cash out of my piggy bank and went

d habitable and I expressed my joy at

en to see my father in the dark and the stench of alcohol when h

ed angrily towards me while sa

ere." I tried to ignore the fact that my heart was breakin

the only person I have ever loved? If you had told your mother to make the lasagna like I asked you to,she won't have made so

something like that.I wasn't the one behind the wheels.I am not the one with anger issues.I am not the one who didn't listen when I screamed that a bu

of my father pulling me by the hair to the bathroom while screaming. "How dare you talk back at me? You think your mother is

d me up the stairs. I screamed so loudly,part of the walls started cracking. Screaming and thrashing only increased the pains I felt,but at that point it wa

head down to the toilet water as I tried to break free. He pulled me up after few minutes

r death,he pulled me up an

en you are done,fix me som

nd the blood dripping down my body was something I considered as being minor when compared to the way my heart was shattering

s sure if my mother saw me now,she would be shaking her head and would be very disappointed in me