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Hey it's Liv:)
I'm just your average preteen. I have a boyfriend named Demetrius:), I love to
dance and sing, and witty is like the new facebook. I have best friends, but
they don't have witty's. I write stories, and my friends tell me that they're
amazing, so thats why I created this profile, to share my stories. I have
another account too, for quotes. livvygurl77. My cousin told me about
witty, her profile is BeautifulMonsterrr. I also have insecurities, like my
weight. I'm the third heaviest girl in my class and I weigh 110 pounds. The
other girls are all below 100. I'm what you coul call popular I guess, but I
don't take advantage of it. There's usually a lot of drama in my life, but
thats all behind me right now. I look forward to the future, to see who I'm
going to marry, what my kids will look like, and who is still friends with me.
My best friend, Sahra, is going to Hawaii for her 16th birthday in four
years. Her grandparents own a time share. My parents told me that if me
and her are still friends by then, they'll get me a ticket to Hawaii to go with
them, if I get their permission. That's pretty much covered most of my outside
life. So, I'll do school life.
My boyfriend goes to my school and sits next to me in three classes. The other
few I sit by some kids that have made their life goal to annoy me. My Social
Studies teacher has made the horrible decision to seat me by my best friends.
I'm on the honor roll, am about to join some sports, and have very very
talented friends.
Oh ya.... My best friend and my boyfriend fight over who gets to sit next to me.
I think thats adorable.
dance and sing, and witty is like the new facebook. I have best friends, but
they don't have witty's. I write stories, and my friends tell me that they're
amazing, so thats why I created this profile, to share my stories. I have
another account too, for quotes. livvygurl77. My cousin told me about
witty, her profile is BeautifulMonsterrr. I also have insecurities, like my
weight. I'm the third heaviest girl in my class and I weigh 110 pounds. The
other girls are all below 100. I'm what you coul call popular I guess, but I
don't take advantage of it. There's usually a lot of drama in my life, but
thats all behind me right now. I look forward to the future, to see who I'm
going to marry, what my kids will look like, and who is still friends with me.
My best friend, Sahra, is going to Hawaii for her 16th birthday in four
years. Her grandparents own a time share. My parents told me that if me
and her are still friends by then, they'll get me a ticket to Hawaii to go with
them, if I get their permission. That's pretty much covered most of my outside
life. So, I'll do school life.
My boyfriend goes to my school and sits next to me in three classes. The other
few I sit by some kids that have made their life goal to annoy me. My Social
Studies teacher has made the horrible decision to seat me by my best friends.
I'm on the honor roll, am about to join some sports, and have very very
talented friends.
Oh ya.... My best friend and my boyfriend fight over who gets to sit next to me.
I think thats adorable.
♥
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Changes Hurt...
Badly
Heey, It's
Olivia. I'm the author of this story. I'm almost done with it,
but I'm just starting to post it on Witty. I'm going to post one
or two parts a day. When I am done with it, I'm going to try to
get it published. I was wondering if all of you could like read
and comment anything I should change. If you actually do, then
thanks, it means a lot:)
P.S. I'll make a little description for what its
about:)
Changes Hurt Badly
Part
5
*Comment or follow, I put new parts up everyday, or two a day:)*
“I love how
my friends always go inside my house before me,” Evelyn
said.
“I know right?” I answered. I slipped my shoes off and went to the kitchen. I opened the cupboard and looked for her stash of Oreos. When I found it, I pulled it out and went to the living room to watch some television. When she saw me with the Oreos, she waved me over the couch. After she took about five and ate three of them, she said:
“You know what? Milk would be really good with this.”
“Your right,” I agreed after eating one of my cookies. “Too bad my legs just fell asleep, or else I’d go get us some.” I smiled innocently from ear to ear.
“Fine. I’ll go get some,” Evelyn gave in.
“Thank you, I love you little sissy!” I shouted after her.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” I laughed at her response kicking back and paying attention to SpongeBob. Five minutes later, she was back.
“What took so long?”
“Oh, some nerds were on the train tracks. After they went out of sight, a really fast train came by,” Evelyn laughed.
“Wah wah.” We both laughed by my reply. Saying ‘wah wah’ is something my family does when we tell a sad or some-what sad story. It’s sort of like an inside joke. It was all cool.
“I know right?” I answered. I slipped my shoes off and went to the kitchen. I opened the cupboard and looked for her stash of Oreos. When I found it, I pulled it out and went to the living room to watch some television. When she saw me with the Oreos, she waved me over the couch. After she took about five and ate three of them, she said:
“You know what? Milk would be really good with this.”
“Your right,” I agreed after eating one of my cookies. “Too bad my legs just fell asleep, or else I’d go get us some.” I smiled innocently from ear to ear.
“Fine. I’ll go get some,” Evelyn gave in.
“Thank you, I love you little sissy!” I shouted after her.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” I laughed at her response kicking back and paying attention to SpongeBob. Five minutes later, she was back.
“What took so long?”
“Oh, some nerds were on the train tracks. After they went out of sight, a really fast train came by,” Evelyn laughed.
“Wah wah.” We both laughed by my reply. Saying ‘wah wah’ is something my family does when we tell a sad or some-what sad story. It’s sort of like an inside joke. It was all cool.