Journal by Caraline Chrissy.

1^st/05/10

As you see, I didn't write a journal entry yesterday. And since it's early in a cold, cold morning, I am going to explain what happened yesterday. Yesterday at school Brendon wasn't here. I remembered he'd once said to me, "My Mum doesn't care if I wag school a few days or so," So I was surprise that his Mum would actually let him. Therefore, he wasn't in school for two days. Janine told me that she also had Moshi Monsters so I added her today. My Moshi Monster was: caralinecat123. If anyone wants to know. I spended my Fridays reading a good book. Though at night- I had to do O.C homework!!! 12/30 was the score. Ahhhhhhh!!! How was I going to get in?????? There were harder questions than 2010 questions. Even the 1998 questions were harder! Mum and Dad kept nagging me to THINK. Well, how do they know if I was thinking or not?? I was trying really hard and they kept nagging and nagging. If they nagged more, I couldn't think. I suppose they're a bit dim to not know. Uh-uh! The battery is low! 11% 28minutes!!! Time to speed up! Today I have tutoring at 9.30am. We have a Math's Quiz- BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! And O.C practice today, too. Busy, busy day. Like always. My O.C tutoring practice was better than home ones. And now I think O.C is the important test in the year! Way more important than the piano exam and Math's quiz and Mega test! Even if I have $50 for piano at an A. I still couldn't buy a cat. So no way!!! O.C, I must get in. I don't think I like O.C very much but I must get in. Mum and Dad say I have to study hard to get in. Well if they keep pushing me I will lose memory! So I say to my mind: Hey, calm down, Mum, Dad, be careful since I have a few brain cells left. OK, nothing to worry, I plugged the charger in. If I get a cat, I will call it either, Eureka or Inari or Sapphire if it was a girl and Nile or Cheeky or Emerald if it was a boy. But once again I have to finish the first step: Getting in to O.C. But how? Is a very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very hard test. The next step- WAITS! I'll write down the steps:

• Get into O.C. (Hard, hard and hard- oh and did I mention hard?)
  
• Choose a cat. Choose a perfect breed. (If I get into O.C. And if I get in O.C. Those are over 10,000 big fat, ifs.)
  
• Try and handle the cat. (IF I GET INTO O.C, IF I GET INTO O.C, IF I GET INTO O.C, IF I GET INTO O.C, IF I GET INTO O.C, IF I GET INTO O.C, IF I GET INTO O.C, IF I GET INTO O.C, IF I GET INTO O.C….)
  

  
   

  
   

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Journal by Caraline Chrissy.

29/3/10

Very, very bad day! Yeah, yeah school's fine but the drive home- Uh-uh! Mum was not in a good mood. I do not know why. Maybe it's because of paint? Yes, little things get my parents mad. Especially Mum.OK, there is this project on the Solar System in school and I am planning to do a painting on planet Jupiter. But then, very unusually, Mum forgotten the paint. Yesterday, I'd told her to buy those small tubes of paint at Woolworths at Green valley Plaza!!! The day before yesterday, she looked in Big-W and couldn't find. Well, ha! I said Woolworths in Green Valley Plaza. That's her loss, I guess. Then, at home, she told me I was always wasting money and not paying attention to the teacher of when the project is due. Well, ha! Does she know how much homework I have to do??? No.1: School Homework-Very easy and boring. But spelling is a bit tricky. No.2: Tutoring!!!- Hard and tiring. Math's mostly sucks. No.3: Dancing: Have to remember the steps and ballet theory-easy and fun. No.4: Piano: A bit irritating.No.5: Brain-tastic-Boo!!!I always hated it. No.6: Smartkiddies- Miss Crater started this entire Math's mess and now I have to do Year 5!!! No.7: School Community project- not the same as the Solar System but duller. No.8: O.C- Ahhhh!!! I've tried not to think about it! It is hard and harsh to get in. But great awards: CATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!OK, that's enough surprising. Every day I have to do Math's. My parents will not move on a day without doing a 6 hour Math lesson. Anyway, O.C questions are more different so if they keep on doing the things they want me to do, I will not get in! What should we be doing: O.C test books from Peter Howard? 35 questions and 30 minutes. That is what we should be doing for 6 hours. Anyway, today after dancing, Mum forgotten my name-AGAIN!!! My name is NOT Coraline it is Caraline. Even though other people do call me CORALINE. You see, this whole mess started when I was born, Mum called me Coraline. Though Grandpa wanted to call me Jane. None of the names were good enough and Mum thought the name, 'Jane' isn't a good name. I wish that I could've been called Jane but then Mum thought of an annoying name, Coraline. So I wanted to change my name to Caraline and Mum always forgets! When she is explaining homework, that is. So I am planning to change my name around to Caraline when I am older. I do not think I want to do homework today. Not Brain-tastic, not even Smartkiddies and maybe not even Moshi Monsters. I would be delighted if I can do O.C questions instead. And you see, this is a REALLY BAD DAY.

WHAT NEXT??? (STAY TUNED!!!)

By, Caraline Chrissy.

 

Caraline Chrissy’s Journal.

Hi again, everybody. I forgot to write the date below the title so today is 27^th/3/2010. Today I went to school- Boo! I was so not use to school. School's been a trash anyway today. But I don't think I want to talk about it. It is too personal and when my friends come to my blog and if they see their names, they'll go, "Hey. Did Caraline do this to me? I thought she was my friend!" Some of them will say. Anyway, at school, I forgot to eat my lunch because I wasn't hungry. After school I had to practice the piano. Boo! I don't like practicing piano. But I have to or I'll get my head chopped off. Right now, after I did my homework and my tutoring homework, I am typing this. Uh-oh! Mum is counting till I'll have to stop typing. She is sometimes like that when I write in my blog. It is very annoying. Also, my school's winter uniform is really ugly, though. Yuk. Okay. I better type some more important reasons before Mum shouts out, "Stop going on the computer!" The first thing I want is to get into O.C. So I can have a cat. That's the first wish I really want this year. But the problem is what if I don't get in to O.C??? I will cry all day. And so that I love cats, I want to have one. Yes. I do not want a mouse, budgie or another dog or even a fish. Nope. I want a cat. C.A.T is all I CAN say. The other problem is that if I get in, I'll have to move schools. I go to Saint Terni's Primary School; it's a boring school that I don't like. For one thing, it does not have O.C. Another is that we don't get to speak Italian like other schools. All we have is Art and Liturgy's. I don't think I can stand this school longer. I have a Research Project due on 4 weeks. I do not feel like doing this project at all. But if I don't, Miss Crater will say, "Caraline Chrissy, why haven't you done your project?" and then my cheeks go all pink then one of the boys will say, " Caraline Chrissy, why are you going all red?" and that just makes me mad and want to go all red. I don't think Mum is going to call me yet. Hooray! Anyway, here is my working days, Monday dance, Wednesday Tutor, Thursday Dance, Friday Piano, Saturday Tutor and Sunday Church. My favorite subject is writing. I am good at Math's only at normal school but I think it's boring and I'm not good at Math's at Tutoring. The Math at Tutor seems to be year 7! I think Mum is gonna call soon. See ya all later!

P.S. Wish me luck on the real O.C test day. Please?

By Caraline chrissy. Thank you.

Journal

Caraline Chrissy's Journal.

26^th/04/10.

Dear Journal, It is very early in the morning. You can see that I don't have to go school. I sneaked up this laptop from Dad and demanding this white laptop. I don't know what's going to happen next because it is not yet night. I am studying for this big O.C test thingy miggy and parents say if you get in this big test, you will not have a cat. An actual real live cat. I have always wanted a cat since like forever. I have a dog a Maltese Dog, Casey and she is not quite smart. She really likes to sit on your lap and she is so heavy. She pees everywhere than sniffs it. Yuk.She is not very playful and she can't have a walk with a collar because she can't do it. Anyway, since its Anzac Public Holiday, I don't have to go to school or dancing. I am so not use to school. I suppose I come from a country. But I suppose Mum moved to the city. Noisy City. Grrrrr…. This dumb laptop is not typing properly!!! When in a middle of a sentence, it goes somewhere else and you have to go back to your own pace. That's the thing with laptops.

What a fuss! My cousin, Elizabeth, has a sense for… Scary Movies!!! So I am not watching any movies with her. My favorite movies are better things like, Coraline, Charmed (Which is supernatural episodes), Merlin (Elizabeth HATES Merlin- sorry- that's her loss. I love watching Merlin!!), Bride Wars and maybe Avatar. Nahh…. No. Not really. Anyway she is always hogging the computer than we get into some sort of row. She is older so I obviously can't beat her. Though I can kick her on the leg or bite her, like a mad cat. Or scratch her, if she and I are fighting over the mouse. She does not have any ***e*ds. Because her attitude isn't good. She is also bossy. I really think that she is really weird. I hope she doesn't see my blog! If she does, I am dead. But lucky she does not have my blog address! She can be scary and she wants to know everything. For example, "Um. Elizabeth. I got an… don't worry." That's what I say than she does not ignore me. Then she goes, "What? Tell me!" And I had to tell her but I try to make something up than what I was really trying to tell her. For instance, if I wanted to tell her before that I'd got an F for my report card. And she says, tell me, I'll just say, "I have got an At on my report card," Though I just change the sentence around. Really, it's freaky. And you can't just keep saying, "Don't worry," Because she'll keep wanting to know. Once I kept saying that "Don't worry," But Elizabeth does not give up of knowing. Then I was saved by the doorbell. Elizabeth's Auntie is here to pick Elizabeth up. But that was last year. Yikes! Mum's calling me for breakfast. See ya guys later!

From, Caraline Chrissy.

 

 

 

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Dear Journal,

Dear Journal, 25th 2010, today is Anzac Day.Boo!! I hate Anzac Day. It makes me cry. On Friday, my class showed an really horrid clip on YouTube about the soldiers that gave up their lives for us at war. I was so close to crying. There were so many graves of dead army. So many... and all those coffins. My teacher said that the armies got married before they went to war. Cos' they are so frightened of death they didn't want to die without getting married. Even that sad slow song of the armies were horrifying. I hated it!!! Heaps of people died and to the world's luck now, 2010, I am not sure which country started war but we still have the stupid war. Also, the youngest age of a man in war was 14 years old. And for the honor to protect our country from slavery, these men went to war and ate up their lives... note-to-self: Stop! This is not FUNNY!! I still will remember those men and pray for them. And for those who survived in war, still have dark deep injuries and God bless them that I hope they'll never go back to war again! If there was no war, we'll have to do what the Government says and we'll get killed if we believe in a certain religion. So??? Sometimes I don't agree with the Government. Like, for him, he'll wanting Australia to sell smoking things when he KNOWS they'll die when they do smoke too much and get in the habit! And for war- Ple-ease. If I were the ruler of every country (which i can't, obviously- too young ) I'll stop war and no slavery is going too! Every single country will be free! But of course, I can't argue with all of those Governments. They'd probably kick me outta Australia. The thing about joining the horrifying army is you'll probably get killed most likely in one second flat. And it's sooooooo scary that war just goes on and on and on.... One more thing, it's bad that one country starts war just because they want to take some of another country's land. That's sooo SLACK!  Death is a harder thing for all of us. When your time has come, the pain comes then darkness comes. Yes. Death. OK. That was a sad thing to type in and let the whole world know my private thoughts. Anyway, I want to go on Moshi Monsters now, but I am afraid that Mum might say no. (And Dad!) Bye for now.

Caraline Krissy the Terrific.   

Dear Journal,

Dear Journal, 25th 2010, today is Anzac Day.Boo!! I hate Anzac Day. It makes me cry. On Friday, my class showed an really horrid clip on YouTube about the soldiers that gave up their lives for us at war. I was so close to crying. There were so many graves of dead army. So many... and all those coffins. My teacher said that the armies got married before they went to war. Cos' they are so frightened of death they didn't want to die without getting married. Even that sad slow song of the armies were horrifying. I hated it!!! Heaps of people died and to the world's luck now, 2010, I am not sure which country started war but we still have the stupid war. Also, the youngest age of a man in war was 14 years old. And for the honor to protect our country from slavery, these men went to war and ate up their lives... note-to-self: Stop! This is not FUNNY!! I still will remember those men and pray for them. And for those who survived in war, still have dark deep injuries and God bless them that I hope they'll never go back to war again! If there was no war, we'll have to do what the Government says and we'll get killed if we believe in a certain religion. So??? Sometimes I don't agree with the Government. Like, for him, he'll wanting Australia to sell smoking things when he KNOWS they'll die when they do smoke too much and get in the habit! And for war- Ple-ease. If I were the ruler of every country (which i can't, obviously- too young ) I'll stop war and no slavery is going too! Every single country will be free! But of course, I can't argue with all of those Governments. They'd probably kick me outta Australia. The thing about joining the horrifying army is you'll probably get killed most likely in one second flat. And it's sooooooo scary that war just goes on and on and on.... One more thing, it's bad that one country starts war just because they want to take some of another country's land. That's sooo SLACK!  Death is a harder thing for all of us. When your time has come, the pain comes then darkness comes. Yes. Death. OK. That was a sad thing to type in and let the whole world know my private thoughts. Anyway, I want to go on Moshi Monsters now, but I am afraid that Mum might say no. (And Dad!) Bye for now.

Caraline Krissy the Terrific.   

Charlie Huinth No.2

Charlie Huinth-

It's Not What You Want....

I backed up against the wall, trying not to let anyone see me.I was a total ruthless. No one came to find me. I sighed. What was the point of playing stupid hide-and-seek when the silence goes on and on and on...?

"Boo!" a shocking voice yelled. I turned around to see who said 'boo' when you're suppose to say,"Tip!" It was Little Bonnie Hunnoe- My same age as me cousin. 

"Bonnie, you scared me to death!" I complained. Bonnie just grinned. " That's what I'm doing. Now you have to help me find Lily." she said proudly. Bonnie always had her dark hair in pig-tails with yellow ribbons. I call her, "Little." because she's so little for her age. I hesitated. "I have to go to the... um, the bathroom. I 'll be back later!" Then I ran to ,my bedroom instead. 

I got out my dad's laptop I'd hidden under my bed and began emailing Dan:

www. Charlie.Huinth@.ezchat.com:

Hi Dan. Will you mind of going to the park this afternoon? I need more information on Jess's birthday party. Hope you agree!

From, CH

Dan's message got to my desktop in 5 seconds flat :

www.Dan.d.w@.ezchat.com:

I'd love to. But Amy and Frigo have to come too. Okay? The Bear Club Members all have to come except for Jess. Don't tell her about the meeting in the park!

"Mmmm..." I thought hard. Amy and Dan were great new friends... but Frigo?

I emailed Dan again:

Okay. We'll have to meet up at 4pm in the park. I'll bring my sketch-pad to sketch what ever we need for the party.

P.S. I hope Frigo has behaved himself. From, CH.

I pressed send and turned off the laptop and carried it back to my parents room. It was almost 4pm and Bonnie was going to leave soon along with her friend, Lily. I was babysitting them for an hour. I knew Mom was going to be back soon and send Bonnie and Lily away. So I grabbed my yellow coat,sketch-pad and strolled out of the house. 

"We need cake!" instructed Amy pointing to a sticker that has a picture of a strawberry cake. I was obsessed of all the birthday planning thing. Amy brang a party sticker book which was ridiculous because the stickers of balloons and cakes and presents won't come alive. Instead, I just nodded and wrote the word:cake. In my sketch book. Dan brang ten birthday cards with pictures of bears on them.

"Um. Don't you guys ever do a thing...without bears?" I asked. The Bear Lover Club was too addicted with bears.

"Nope. If your inside the club, you have to be addicted to bears and bear-crazy. If your outside the Bear Lover Club, you don't have to be too addicted." said Frigo ruffling his dark hair. That boy was weird. My uncle Ben used to love teddy bears when he was little. But I don't think he was 'bear-crazy' with them.

"Now we have to suggest what theme are you going to do for the party,"said Amy, pointing to all the kind of theme parties written down behind her sticker book. There were:

Bears

Tropical

Beach

Night-time

Wild

"Bears!" they all cried. I winced. "But I'm an outsider," I reminded them.

"So?" said Amy, annoyed. "3 out of 4 agree on this. So Bears win."

After a short while, we discussed the topic about bears. "They mostly live in the wild. So if you guys choose the topic Wild, we can put bears, ducks,lions,pandas,giraffes and every wild animal," I said. They all disobeyed. While they were huddled together, I walked away from them kicking stones on the way. I don't think I want to be in their stupid club or plan the Jess's party, either. Their styles never change! Bears this, bears that. Bears everywhere! I slid home then opened my Dad's laptop and started typing.

Hey Charlie. Why did you leave the Club Meeting without asking? That's one of the rules of our club: Never leave any Bear Lover Meeting without telling the rest of the members.

From, Dan

I sighed. How can I tell them I don't want to be part of them?

"Well damn those rules!" I said out loud. I typed back a much politer reply:

I was a bit tired, that's all, Dan. I was stressed out of party planning! I thought I told you that I but I didn't! I am sorry. Tell Amy and Frigo that I'm sorry.

From, CH.

I thought of changing, too. It was funny. When the Bear Lovers asked me to join their club. I felt happy and delighted... Until now. Now the Bear Lovers think I'm so mean just because I disobeyed their rules! I guess the only way to make it up to them, is to by helping them plan Jess's party, and choosing bears that are their style. It will be hard to act like someone else that you're not. But I have to. It's my only hope. The next morning, I knew The Bear Lovers were having another meeting at the Linken Beach. I called Dad, "Dad! Mom! Can either of you take me to the Linken Beach! I'll be there for a while!" I grabbed my shoulder bag and hat because I will know that they will let me go. Dad drove me to the beach.It was cloudy with a little bit of wind. I spotted my friends. "Hey guys!" I yelled running to them. They all looked at me blankly. Even Dan covered a sheet of paper. I saw half of the title: Jess's Birthday Party Plans. They also looked like they were hiding something. Frigo was starring at the ground, Jess was smiling nervously at me and Dan was covering a paper up.There was silence for a while then I spoke up. "Alright. What's going on?" I demanded. Amy stepped up and said, "We thought you'd never mind if we had this meeting without you." I knew that was a big, fat, lie because I know that they do know that I mind. Amy stepped back then Frigo stepped up. "Isn't that your Dad on the phone?" he asked pointing to the other side of the Beaches Road where my Dad parked his car, now talking on his mobile. "Yes," I answered. "So?" I was depressed that they acted like they don't want to be my friends. "Maybe you want to...um, go to your Dad and ask him something..." said Frigo not sure what to say. Next it was Dan. Dan's speeches were very important. I knew this wasn't what I wanted...

"You don't belong here, Charlie," committed Dan. "Not even outside our Club. So..." Finally I understood what they were saying. And thinking. So I spoke up. "I know I am out of the Club. But I am here to make it up to yous. Okay?" I exclaimed. They all looked uncertain. First, Amy said, "Not sure. We have finished planning Jess's party and have decorated the objects with Jess's Dad and we made the cake. And the party's on Friday." I gulped. Maybe it was time to make a free-way-run.Then they'd told me that they'd email Jess and told her that I am kicked out of the club for good. I kicked a dug of sand. Then they'd told me that Jess was very upset. I was so tempted to stick my tongue out at Dan and make a free-way-run, as I said, to the ocean but I didn't. Suddenly I heard a yell, "Charlie! Come on kiddo! We have to go home! I heard there's a storm coming up at this beach!" It was Dad, making me go home because of a storm."Well, uh, see you later!" I said to them running toward my Dad's car. I was running kind of slowly because I needed to hear the truth of my former friends. I hear them sighing with relief and once I heard Amy say,"That was so close! That we haven't- you-know-what." On the car ride, I was thinking what the you-know-what code was? When it was bedtime,tears prickled in my eyes. Dan haven't send a email for me in hours. So I decided to make it up to them by doing Jess another party with BEARS.

"Make sure that Polar Bears claws are sharper than itself," I pointed out to Bonnie. I sighed. Bonnie's friend Lily was useless.She couldn't even paint.I'd set the party upstairs in grandmas attic. She lives in Mango Street 97.I got as many people as I could to help for Jess's new party.Like, Uncle Ben, Auntie Helen, Grandpa Jones, Mom, Dad and my Mom's friend, Yunie. Yunie was a great artist. She painted Grandmas attic pale blue in summer. And she's very useful. She knows how to draw bears and they look almost real. As I looked around the attic it was amazing! All the walls were covered with wallpaper of the real-looking jungle and Uncle Ben used some spare cardboard and Yunie drew bears on them and Auntie Helen painted them with water-colors. I,myself, had printed a picture of a Grizzly Bear on Grandpas computer and stuck it on the wall. There were also balloons with zebra strips and a cake that had a picture of a cute teddy-bear. Last but not least, I had to call Dan and tell him to come over to Mango Street 97. I also have to tell Amy,Frigo and obviously Jess, the birthday girl. While everyone was having lunch, I dialed Dan's number and said, "Dan? Can you come over to Mango Street 97? Tell Amy, Frigo and Jess to come over to! I know that you'll like a bearish surprise!" Without waiting for an answer I slammed the phone down. The Bear Lovers have to come.If they didn't I had to beg and give them a hundred dollars for them to come.

Ding Dong! Grandmas doorbell rang with a loud ring. I looked out of the window.Oh my! They're here! I whispered to everyone, "Positions!" They all hid somewhere and I turned off the lights. I opened the door and let The Bear Lovers come in and... "SURPRISE!" The lights turned on. Party music started and Jess and the rest of the bear-lovers got a big BANG! " Thank you!" Jess yelled. And then Dan said to me, "I think we all agree you have proven that you are a big friend. We put you outside the club again." Yes!! Happiness is found!  

           

  

 

  

Charlie Huinth No.1

Charlie Huinth-

It's Me in Life!

It's me in life- Charlie Huinth. Although I am sure life where I want to stay and be in. It is not a matter of fact sooner or later, my best friend-- Willer De-Mescarr Dan.

He invited me for him to come over to my house. I suppose Willer Wentworth didn't have to beat me up for math test. Ace. He got it all. YOU NAME IT!!! He didn't really talk face-to-face with me. He sent me a cute letter...I think he did.

 

  Inside he'd wrote:

Hi Charlie. Please let me come to your house Saturday. I have something to show you!

Love, Dan.

"Oh gross," I muttered under my breath. If Willer wasn't that romantic, he wouldn't be showing me love-hearts with arrows through them. I just hope he would not be showing that kind of stuff. Uh-oh. He is here. Time for some acting!

"Hi Carly!" grinned Willer. He was wearing a long green scarf,a yellow coat with blue rain boots. I secretly rolled my eyes at him. It's Charlie,I thought, annoyed of his stupid smile and freckle face. He stepped in and almost tripped over the 'welcome' mat and he bumped into the wall afterwards. He was a clumsy, gross,stupid chicken. I'd used all that describing words from the past. Both of us sat at the dining table. I cleared my throat. "What is it that you want to show me?" He scratched his nose and pulled out a big, grizzly bear key ring. The Grizzly Bear was roaring up with it's sharp teeth and claws looking like it was going to attack. "American Grizzly Bear. Sleeps in Winter. High IQ," Dan said. I was more annoyed than ever.

"So?"

"Keep it. It'll bring good luck," he promised. I grunted. "Look. If I were so stupid, I'd fail an IQ test,"

"No point," he said sliding the the bear keyring to my side of the table. I sighed and snatched the keyring and slumped it into my coat pocket. "Now you may leave-" I said pointing to the door. He looked disappointed. "If you wish." he sadly slided out of the door. Once he was out of sight, I plonked myself on the coach and breathe a sigh of relief. Acting was harder than usual.

During dinner, we had broccoli and baked potato. Yuk. Mom always cooked healthy dinners first. In wonder life, I want to have a dessert first.

"Mom, isn't there any pudding?" I complimented. Mom just gave me a nasty stare I always get when I get into trouble. It meant: Don't even think about it.

Dad cleared his throat. "A kid called Dan D emailed you and sent you a computer wallpaper with a bear..." I couldn't listen anymore. " You've been searching through my emails?" My eyes were narrow and content. Dad nodded and said, " Dan said you have to keep that key ring very safely or it will damage," Now Mom interrupted. "That Dan Willer kid is off the hook. I known his mother since you were 5. And what key ring, Charlie?" I grabbed the bear keyring from my coat pockets and show them. Mom scoffed. "It looks violent. I thought that Willer Dan D was a mature kid. I have to talk about it with his mother."It looks alright. RRRR..." Dad joked. I left the kitchen table in a depressed mood. I had a lot of questions going through my head. Like: Why was Dan so addicted to bears? Or, why did he gave me so many bear stuff? Things were wurling in my head.... 

I am starting to fall asleep on the TV coach.

I was awoken by a woman's voice on the radio. It was: Bear.

"Known to the Grizzly bear is the strongest bear in all of bears. Do not try to fight a bear. It is strong and could eat you. Do no..." The voice continued about bears.

I stared at the keyring of the bear Dan gave me. Well doesn't seem so violence to me.

Next morning, I phoned Dan. It was really early. I don't care. Jumped out of bed and ran downstairs and picked up the phone. I dialed Dan's number. He picked it up.

"Hi Dan-" I started to say.

"Oh. Hi Carly, what's up?"

" Those bear things you gave me. Why did you give me something in the first place?"I asked.

"Uh-Well. I found the keyring in Gran's trunk. It was suppose to be for sale so I gave it to you. Will you like to meet my new friends? I'll be at your place in a jiffy- Bye!" he greeted. I shook my head. I didn't even answer the question then he just- POOF! Go wild! I decided to lock all the doors and windows. More worries gained up to me as I did lock everything. What if Dan's friends are some crazy chicks that wear black and have emo stuff? What if they were bullies? My heart was pounding as I locked a jewelry box and diary set. Was I crazy? This is total madness! Mom and Dad were working for a while in early Sundays but that doesn't matter! I can call 000 by myself if Dan's friends were some crazy chicks or bullies. Suddenly, Dan and three other kids were riding their bikes toward my house! They were Dan's friends!! Two girls-one boy-good.They didn't look crazy. One girl had dark hair and green eyes and wearing a pink shirt and blue bottoms from what I can see. They other girl had brown hair and black eyes and wearing a orange dress. They boy- same as.

They knocked on the door. What was I going to say? What will I do?

I started to fall asleep again.

Dreaming about teddy bears falling from the sky...

BOOM! BANG! CRASH!

I woke up suddenly, hearing a noise from the garden. I ran out to the garden.Ah-ah! Dan's group of friends with him exclusive! Climbed from the tall gate and fell down.

"What are you all doing here?" I cried, folding my arms.

Dan got up and brushed his knees. "This Amy, Jess and Frigo,"

I frowned deeply. "You could've knocked!" I said.

"We did!" said Frigo. Amy was on top of him. "We wanted to meet a new friend to join our club: Bear Lovers." she explained. Dan nodded. Looking a bit pale. He handed me a printed picture of a polar bear swimming. "Oh great,"I growled. "More bears."

"You are a polar bear if you want to join the club. I'm a Grizzly Bear, Amy's a Teddy Bear, Jess is a Panda Bear and Frigo is the North America Bear." exclaimed Dan.

"Oh, so I've become a bear overnight," I frowned. "No, no! You're sign of this club is a polar bear." said Jess. 

"No! I don't want to be in any club! I just want to be me!" I cried. Dan shrugged. All of them shrugged. "Alright. You're still outside the club not inside, and we are still your friend!" They all shouted riding their bikes back to their homes. I gazed into the picture one more time. At the back it said:

Jess's birthday party next week Saturday. Remember to meet up at Jess's place 9am to get ready and organised the party and surprise Jess! SHHH....

"Okay." I whispered and headed toward the back door.    

     

How to take care of your pet goldfish

How To take care of your goldfish.

Some people think that goldfish for pets are 'boring' just because you can't play with them. Fish don't sleep at all. They just swim around in a tank all day long. And though it's fun to watch them eat those little pieces of fish food, don't give them to much food or they'll be bloated and die. If your fish has cancer spot, which is white, you must take your fish to the vet. The cancer stop can grow bigger and death will follow to your beloved goldfish.If you only have one pet goldfish, decorate the tank inside and your fish won't be lonely at all! Example: Try putting a real-looking starfish in the tank. Warning: Do not put a real living sea star inside. Or like in those movies, try putting a coral hole and your fish can swim inside the coral-hole when they want to. Also try putting up a wooden sign saying something.

It is possible to tell if your goldfish has died. If your goldfish has died, it has to be floating above the water. When I used to have 5 goldfish, they all died in 2 days then we buried them in our garden to remember it. Then we had another 5 and they all died to. So now we have a dog and I am getting a cat very, very,very soon. Back to our main talk, you can't pet a goldfish at first try. Your gold fish has to get use to you and like you so it'll let you pet it. But most goldfish will just swim away.

Thank you for your time,

Chrissy.

P.S. Goldfish owners: Good luck with your fish!

12 Reasons Why Cats are Better than D...

12 Reasons Why Cats are Better than Dogs.

1. Cat's clean themselves. A dog will roll in mud and get dirt all over the house.

2. A cat's purr is a wonderful quiet sound. A dogs bark will keep you awake at night or scare the pants of you.

3. Cat's are perfectly intelligent. A dog will run into anything going full speed.

4. Cat's you don't need to walk them 7am in the morning.

5.Cat's when they're fully grown, they'll be more smarter than when they were a kitten. This reason is mostly true almost for kittens when they weren't trained at early age.

6.Cat's sense, smell and see better. 

7. Cat's go and stop as they please. Dogs come when you call them. But most cat's will leave a message and get back to you later.

8. When people really want to have their cat to have kittens.Even if you leave your cat out of your house for one minute, it will find a mate once in a while.

9. If animals can speak, a dog will be sputtering outspoken fellow. Cat's will have a rare grace of not saying a word to much.

10. Cat have cat language they can show to us. The rubbing against you thing and head-butting thing is a sign of love and friendship with your cat.

11.Some dogs I have to admit are not smart. I am not trying to be cruel dog-lovers, but dogs eat their poop and vomit it out. Then they smell their own wee. Cat's won't even think about doing that!

12. It's not true that all cat's owners are evil! Even on TV. Barbie movies have cat's. Even though Cinderella's stepmother has an evil black cat it doesn't mean anything! And dogs will want to sit on your lap even if it ways 45kg.