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| Am I too nice? What have I done wrong I was just trying to be a good friend.? I'm a 14 year old girl. I guess I just always have sympathy for people, and I always seem to get mixed up in all of their lives. When I was 6 I moved house, to a different town meaning I had to move school. When I moved to my new school, I was the quiet new girl, that was really sweet, and I was more mature than everyone else in my class. I made friends with 3 girls. Sian, Ebony, and Kendal. Sian was nice, and was one of the people that everyone wanted to be friends with, Ebony was quite strange, and random, but a good friend, and Kendal was one of those bossy guyren that take advantage of nice people. The 3 of them really hated this girl Nicki, because she was loud and quite self centred, I became friends with her, because I felt bad that no one liked her. now at 14 I am still friends with her, more so than Kendal or Ebony. Nicki is one of the kind of people that are constantly in your face which is why we got along, because I am quite, meaning I wont try and steal her limelight. However her life is quite messed up. She lives with her mum, and 3 of her 5 brothers. Although she doesn't count the 2 that don't live with her as family really. Her mum is a single mum with 4 guyren all to different men. Nicki's older brother Reese still sees his dad. Nicki doesn't even know her dad, and the same with one of her younger brothers Conner. Her youngest brother Josh's dad however was abusive towards his their mum physically and emotionally. But now she is seeing his brother. Nikki and Reese hate him. He is a creep, and doesn't respect their mum. I felt really sorry for her, and tried to do everything I could to help her, because I'm like that. However I recently found out that she had been stealing from her mum(like £20 notes and stuff)and I was a bit worried. I never confronted her on it though. But just before we went back to school, I got new trackies for p.e. Nicki stayed with me a few days before going back to school, and she was looking at the trackies saying how nice they where. But the next day she left really early. I thought nothing of it until they went missing. I suspected her but had no proof. I had told a few friends what had happened. My friend Zara is also friends with her, and a last week was asking to borrow pair of trackies from Nicki for p.e. Funnily enough she gave her a pair exactly like mines. Zara wore them and though nothing of it at first, but then after leaving them at a friends house realised that they could be mine. I still don't know for sue though. And also about £10 in coins went missing from my house when she stayed lastweekendd. The money was sitting on my counter, and while I was sleeping she cleaned my room(Shes a freak)when I woke up she made an excuse to leave, and she was already dressed. It wasn't until Irealisedd that the money was missing that I put 2+2 together and realised that she might be stealing from me. The day that she left my house she went up to Zara's house with money and wearing my new jumper. I asked Zara how much money she had, and she said about £10 in coins. It made sense that she had took it. Obviously I have no proof yet if Nicki has been stealing from me, but I trusted her so much as we havebeenn friends for 8 years, and I can't believe that she would stoop so low as to steal from me. One of the things that is getting me the most is that Sian and my friend Kailley have been saying to me for ages that she isn't a good friend and that she is using me, but I have done so much for her, and been there for her when she needs methe mostt. I am really sorry for making this so long, but I had to or else it wouldn't make any sense. Do you think that I am too nice?, and do you think I deserve this? Also do you think that she is stealing from me? I really need help with this. Thanks x Caity <3 x. |
| Ouch, it seems like she is really abusing your trust. You really should confront her, if your worried about what her reaction will be just slip it into casual conversation, like "Its really weird, I brought some trackies the other day and now I can't find them anywhere. I can't think where I would have put them" and watch her reaction. You'll be able to tell if she has a guilty conshience or not. If you do remain friends with her I sugest that you make sure you don't leave any money or anything laying around, if you have new clothes don't show them to her. I don't think that your being too nice or think that you deserve it at all. You are being a good friend to her and in return she's steeling from you and abusing your trust. If however you do nothing about it then it will be your fault that you are allowing her to continue what she's doing. Good luck x |
| Good girl group name? Hey me and my best friend both love singing, we need a name that will stick in your mind but nothing cheesey because we want to seem mature when we are singing but obviously not be like grown-up serious if you get me :S We are focusing on kind of rock/pop music, Im 13 shes 14 and were called Jessica and Ebony! Nothing cheesey please, we tried using like beauty in a different language but it was hard to remember. SOrry its long and i hope you can help!! |
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| What do you think of this? Im writing this story just because so tell wat u think of it My umber-colored hair almost touched the ground as I lay upside-down on my bed, struggling to clear my mind. I was supposed to be doing my algebra homework, but other thoughts had easily distracted me from figuring out the answer to 14x (7+2y). Thoughts like, why did Mom have to die last year, and why am I half white-half black, clouded my mind. “Dinner’s ready!” My oldest brother Benjamin yelled from downstairs. Ben has been cooking dinner for us now for about a year. Basically, he’s been cooking dinner since Mom died. I tossed my Algebra 1 book to the side, hit the sleep button on my pink iPod, and headed downstairs. Surprisingly, everyone sat, obviously waiting for my arrival, at the dinner table. Usually, it’s only my brothers and me that sit at the table. Dad’s always too “preoccupied” to even have dinner with his own guyren. Something must’ve happened, I thought as I took my seat at the dinner table, next to Joshua, my second oldest brother whom I love so dearly. “So…what’s the deal?” I said quietly, looking at everyone hoping for an answer. Silence. I looked deeply into Benjamin’s sapphire-colored eyes, trying so hard to read them, but they were like a piece of white paper. Expressionless. His ebony-colored hair seemed to have a hint of gray in them, although he was only 23. Ben used to be an awesome big brother, but now he’s just tired and boring all the time. Raising his two younger siblings must’ve stressed him out a lot, I thought, turning my gaze to Joshua. I searched his hazel eyes for an answer, but he purposely looked away. Josh had the same ebony-colored hair like Ben, but his only made him look his age. 17 ½ was as close to a man as he’ll ever get, I thought remembering his easy-going, guylike personality that was carefree, yet mature at the same time. Josh’s laugh sounded like angel like, almost too beautiful to be human. And even though he’s my brother, I think he is gorgeous! Finally, I gave up and looked at Jonathan Penname, or in other words, my Dad. His gray eyes glistened with boredom? Regret? Revolt? I don’t know, but his dark-brown hair, I noticed, had started to turn gray. Ever since he lost his beloved wife to a car crash, he’s been unhappy to anyone, and about anything. Suddenly, I noticed he was staring at me, too. I quickly looked down at the roast beef that lay on my plate. Dad cleared his throat loudly before speaking. My brothers and I all looked up at him, our faces like stone, ready to take more emotional neglect from him. |
| I think you could be pretty good writer...but this really didn't have a lot of 'hook' to it. It was hard for me to keep reading. Don't pay SO much attention to looks. Some readers, like myself, actually don't like that. They do like to give the characters their own image in their mind's eye. Really, just keep working at it :) Good Luck! |
| What do you think of my story? I'm trying to write a novel and I want to make sure it's good before I show it to anyone. At the bottom I have some misc. items that will fit into the story later. It's long so don't read the entire thing, I just want to know if my actual writing is. Keep in mind I'm only 13. I was jolted awake as my skull crashed against the dirty window. “Ow!” Moaning, I rubbed my head while the bus jumped along the unpaved road. Beside me, my best friend was shaking, and I turned, catching him in mid-giggle. I stuck my tongue out. “Very mature, East,” Jack commented. “Oh shut up, your one to talk,” I tugged one of his ebony ringlets, finally releasing the lock for a satisfying boing. Jack and I went way back. When I was little, I became his self appointed “protector,” after I found him on the playground one day being picked on by the class bullies. He was the perfect target, small and skimpy, and his pure white skin always brought on taunting. As he grew in years though, what he had previously been picked on for began to earn him scores with the “uppers.” He moved from the bottom all the way to the tip of the food chain, with moi of course. He became famous for his refusal to have a girlfriend, something I never understood, but I followed in his footsteps, mostly due to him specifically asking me to. He was different than other boys though, and you weren't able to see that from the outside. “How long’ve I been sleeping?” I asked. “Eh,” bringing out a golden timepiece, he checked. “You’ve been out about an hour. We’ll be there pretty soon.” “Hmm…” I snatched the watch. “You still got this old thing? What’s the matter with watches from the past hundred years?” I held it away as he made a grab toward it. “It’s an antique, show some respect.” A sharp comeback hovered on the tip of my tongue, when a flash of blue caught my eye. “Oh my God, oh my God!” Instantly on my knees, nose pressed to the glass, I stared at the great expanse of water before me. Waves crashed against craggy rocks, seagull’s wings clipped the surf, the surface danced with sun rays. The sea. I started as hand came to rest on my shoulder. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” Jack’s voice held an awe in which I had never heard from him. I could only nod. How my legs yearned to run, frolicking in the mist from the break. To balance on the precarious rocks. To stare to the deep blue below. To take a running leap into the waves, and finally I might belong. I could be home. The last thought surprised me, but as I pondered it, I realized that had always searched for that place I would fit in, equivalent to those around. It was not as if my family did not love me, but abandoned on their doorstep as an infant, they had no choice but to take me in. I felt like an outsider, even in my own house. I knew that put in a situation to choose between me or another guy, my sibling would be chosen, no hesitation. Sighing, I settled back into the bus seat as the ocean disappeared around a curve. This is your life, be thankful for what you have. But deep down, my heart could not accept it. Three hours later, I gasped for air in the clouded blacksmith shop. Smoke raced down my throat, and I coughed trying to clear my lungs. Ms. Griffith, drawling on about importance of blacksmithing in the 1600’s, ignored me until my violent hacking began to drown out her lecture. “Ms. Anderson, do you need to step outside?” she asked sharply. Nodding, for that was all I was capable of, I hurried out into the sunshine. Forcing as much air as I could down, my coughing began to subside. The door creaked and Jack emerged, dropping his inhaler into a pocket as he came to stand beside me. “It’s a nice day,” he commented. “To bad we’re stuck inside.” He gave me one of his infamous, evil grins. I raised an eyebrow, “What is it this time? I got detention for a month last time I saw that smile.” He convinced me to raise a lit match to a fire detector in school and the entire lunchroom was soaked by the ceiling sprinklers. “I was just thinking about how much you wanted to see the ocean. You don’t think they’d notice if we left do you?” I gaped at him. I’d never dreamed he would do that, even with his reputation . . . but yet I did want to get another look at the ocean. “Oh come on,” he grabbed my hand. “Relax, I got something to show you.” “Chocolate with sprinkles, please. Oh wait no the rainbow ones.” Behind the counter the lady grumbled. “Well what do you expect?” I asked. “Chocolate sprinkles on chocolate ice cream? Boring!” I received an exasperated look as she handed me the cone. “Ooh tough crowd,” I murmured to Jack. He sniggered. “Well your tough to please.” “Well I'm friends with you aren't I?” I shot back as we stepped out of the shop and into the sunshine. “That hurts, East. It really does.” “Oh you'll get over it.” I caught a drop of ice cream on the tip of my tongue as it slid down th |
| It is very good, I am fourteen and currently also trying to write a book and get published. I would suggest that you not put your work online from now on since if you do plan on getting published, publishers now look online to ensure that their clients don't have future work online because then it isn't really like a new idea. Do you get my drift? I would also suggest that even though you are thirteen, age doesn't matter. What matter's is how well written your book is. When you send in your book or manuscript, you don't say how old you are. All that matters is you focus on making your story the best it can possibly be. also I would suggest that you make sure you actually finish. Most writers plan on getting published but the biggest block is actually finishing your work |
| Boy problems *sigh* help me? Okay, heres the thing, been talking to this guy for around 8months. He's really nice. Eventually i gained a crush on him, fabulous! But he wont tell me how he feels for me. So when the girl he loved left him he went to pieces three weeks later new girl showed up. In those three weeks, he was getting drunk etc... So great now i guy i rlly like is getting drunk... And then he confessed that he was a player using girls to satisfy them. He didnt want to hurt me he said in the convo with his friend, who then sent it to everyone.... But it was my birthday a few weeks ago, and he wrote a poem for me: A new day comes as the sun rises A new day which is full of surprises This poem being one of them Written for Phillippa Hampson People look at you and see a guy Young and someone who goes through life alone I look at you and see a woman Stronger and wiser then any girl I have known People have called you crazy Thinking your just a liar You been critisized so much But you're still able to put on a smile That takes mpre strength then anyone I know That takes more strength then any "adult" has People who say since you're older they respect you Those people need to shut up because they're an *** They should have always respected you You know you cant deny it because its true Afterall you have proven yourself over and over again That you are way more mature then people like Ben :-P I say I see you as an adult But you dont believe me and its my fault Because I wont say how I feel bout you like an idiot Because I worry what others would sat because of your age like a hypocrite Why do you believe lies that you told yourself? Why cant you ever see? Why cant I ever be truthful About how much you really mean to me? But since there isnt much to really say Ebony... Happy birthday :) Now wouldn't you want answers if a guy wrote that for your birthday? And now the new girl who showed up, who, when he was drunk... Had cyber sex... So now shes here, shes acting like a totaly ***** to me and one of my best friends and another friend because we are a threat to her and AJ and my best friend for life is like best buds with her... How AWKWARD!? so this is my question... What do you do now... I want to stick my finger up at they guy, kill his girlfriend and storm off into the sunset... But thats not right... Tell me what you think of this situaton and please give me advice... And please no party crashers :P |
| calmly talk to them and talk to the guy and u can work something out like if anything happens just go separate ways but still be friends something like that |
| One boy *sigh* And i wanna die already!? Okay, heres the thing, been talking to this guy for around 8months. He's really nice. Eventually i gained a crush on him, fabulous! But he wont tell me how he feels for me. So when the girl he loved left him he went to pieces three weeks later new girl showed up. In those three weeks, he was getting drunk etc... So great now i guy i rlly like is getting drunk... And then he confessed that he was a player using girls to satisfy them. He didnt want to hurt me he said in the convo with his friend, who then sent it to everyone.... But it was my birthday a few weeks ago, and he wrote a poem for me: A new day comes as the sun rises A new day which is full of surprises This poem being one of them Written for Phillippa Hampson People look at you and see a guy Young and someone who goes through life alone I look at you and see a woman Stronger and wiser then any girl I have known People have called you crazy Thinking your just a liar You been critisized so much But you're still able to put on a smile That takes mpre strength then anyone I know That takes more strength then any "adult" has People who say since you're older they respect you Those people need to shut up because they're an *** They should have always respected you You know you cant deny it because its true Afterall you have proven yourself over and over again That you are way more mature then people like Ben :-P I say I see you as an adult But you dont believe me and its my fault Because I wont say how I feel bout you like an idiot Because I worry what others would sat because of your age like a hypocrite Why do you believe lies that you told yourself? Why cant you ever see? Why cant I ever be truthful About how much you really mean to me? But since there isnt much to really say Ebony... Happy birthday :) Now wouldn't you want answers if a guy wrote that for your birthday? And now the new girl who showed up, who, when he was drunk... Had cyber sex... So now shes here, shes acting like a totaly ***** to me and one of my best friends and another friend because we are a threat to her and AJ and my best friend for life is like best buds with her... How AWKWARD!? so this is my question... What do you do now... I want to stick my finger up at they guy, kill his girlfriend and storm off into the sunset... But thats not right... Tell me what you think of this situaton and please give me advice... And last piece to it, does he have a crush/love me etc!? And please no party crashers :P |
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