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We left off when we drove out of the drive way of my beloved house for the last time. I was heart broken. I must have sat silent in the car for hours. All i wanted to do was jump out of the car and go home even if i had to walk.my mom kept telling me that forest ridge wasent my home anymore. i denied it. I sat in the car thinking of all the things i would miss. My best friend francises 11th birthday, my other best friend steffies 13th birthday, picknicking by the lake that was across from my house, skipping rocks,all my family and friends everything that i had known and loved for a little over 9 years. I tried to sleep but i couldent i just layed there and cried silently.b4 i knew it (or wanted to know it) we were passing the florida state line ( that ment we had been driveing for 8 hours). i got up looked out the back window and staired back at my home, thee only home i ever knew, the home that i wouldent see again for a year ( but thats another story saved for another entry). i watched it till it became a dot and i layed back down to cry some more. 2 hours later we reached the hotel in albama. my parents and siblings got ready to eat next door but i was tierd and had a head ache from crying so much,but i didnt tell them that. So we went. that was the same sheduale for 3 more days get up, drive 10 hours, check in, eat, go to sleep, and then do ir all over agian.untill finaly we got there. i would enjoyed the ride over the hoover dam a little (because it was so high) but i really had to pee and there was traffic. So that just added to my missary. And just to add to my missary my dad woulent even drive down town to see all the pretty lights i was told so much about over my lifetime. so we checked into the hotel and i sat on the bed for a wiel sulking thing about that at home all my friends and naboors were lighting fire works and how the newmans allways had the best that just flew up in the air like a bird ( it was 4th of july). and i rememberd how last 4th of july my dog got loose and all my friends chased him around the naiboorhood at 9 oclock at night giggleing and laughing and trying to corrner him and jump on him.it made me give a tiny smile ( the first one in over 4 days). but then my mom came in the room and said we were going down town to somewhere called the fremont street experiance.i got a little exsited cause i heard fire works comeing from there and i haddnt seen any all night. when we got there we saw a 2 minnit movie on a giant screen over the hole place, and ate dinner. we walked around a litte and still no fire works.i was so sad i almost started crying.my dad said he saw a fire work stand by the hotel and said we could get some when we came back. so we went there and they were fresh out as we walked back to the hotel i thought about how much fun my best friends were having. and cried more when we got back to the hotel. that was a 4th of july without a celibration.... cry To Be Continued Bella Cullen09_13_87 · Thu Mar 06, 2008 @ 04:42am · 1 Comments


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Thu Mar 06, 2008 @ 05:00am

hey my name is ..... well u dont have to noe i was just lookin for some journal entries to read and i found urs. I used to have tht problem too when we moved from one country to another. I was originally from Dubai ( but im flip) and i had to move to Canada, i was so sad bcus i was leaving my bestfriend and everything else my memories. Then when i came here to Canada i hated it. Many people made fun of me btw i talk and by my colour i hated them. Then one day a group of kids started to bully my bcus of how i looked like. I cried so much i didnt know wut to do. (I was in gr.3 then) so i told my mom she got so mad, but then she asks me if i want to move bac to Dubai or The Phillipines, i didn't know wut to say bcus i didnt want them to waste money becus of me so i said if we could move somewhere else in Canda we moved to Missisauga and everyone there treate me well and now im happy where i am so dont be sad u'll meet tons of great friends there and u could still keep in contact wit ur other friends (u remind me of my sis shes the same age as u) she cried too when we left but now shes happy, so cheer up

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