Caitlin Tresp moved to my small town in Tennessee when we were in fourth grade,which was two years ago.This is her story so far.
So,she moved here in fourth grade.She was in my class.It was her first day,and she was already being bullied.By everyone.Ecxept for my friends and I.Jessica,Molly,Chyanne,Tori and me.It was like she was already part of the group.We all got along greatly.But later in the year,Jessica and Caitlin got in a fight at recess.When we went back inside,we all had to talk to our teacher,Mrs.McDonald.By the end of the dayit was all sorted out...or so I thought.For the rest of the year at least,everyone got along
On the first day of fifth grade,we were all happy to see each other.We had a lot of catching up to do.Everyone was best buds,until about half-way through the year.Everyone started hating Caitlin because she talked about dirty things.But other than that she was a good friend.But I didn't hang out with her.I am extremly guilty now,but I didn't talk to her because I thought my other friends would stop liking me too.But I realize now,that if they are truly my friends,they won't care who my other friends are.If only I had known then...
That brings us up to this year,sixth grade.Caitlin was being bullied even worse.I think it's because we're in middle school,which means we switch classes.Everyone thinks they're hot stuff.At the beginning of the year,I didn't talk to her,just like everyone else.But then I realized,she had no friends.None.So,I started talking to her again,and sitting with her at lunch.I didn't care what the rest of my grade thought.
The other day at lunch,I took my usual spot across from Caitlin and beside my new friend Ashley.Caitlin was almost in tears.She told us she was trying to convince her parents to move back to Centerville,the city she moved from.She said it was because everyone was always so mean to her,even though she straightned up over the summer.She was purly nice.They thought she was retarded.That did it for me.I was so mad!When I got to my mom's classroom,I exploded.How could people be so,so just plain mean?She never did anything to them.I didn't know what I'd do if my best friend moved away.That was something I had just realized.Caitlin was my best friend.Not Tori,Chyanne,Molly or Jessica,though I had known them for so much longer.Caitlin didn't care who my friends were,unlike the others.And she would listen to me when I had something to say,unlike my other friends.They wouldn't even let me say one word before they interrupted.Caitlin was,is,and always will be,my one true best friend.No matter if she moves or not.I'll try to keep in touch with her if she does.No,I WILL keep in touch if she does.Caitlin changed the way I saw the world.I wouldn't let my best friend just disappear.
THE END
So,she moved here in fourth grade.She was in my class.It was her first day,and she was already being bullied.By everyone.Ecxept for my friends and I.Jessica,Molly,Chyanne,Tori and me.It was like she was already part of the group.We all got along greatly.But later in the year,Jessica and Caitlin got in a fight at recess.When we went back inside,we all had to talk to our teacher,Mrs.McDonald.By the end of the dayit was all sorted out...or so I thought.For the rest of the year at least,everyone got along
On the first day of fifth grade,we were all happy to see each other.We had a lot of catching up to do.Everyone was best buds,until about half-way through the year.Everyone started hating Caitlin because she talked about dirty things.But other than that she was a good friend.But I didn't hang out with her.I am extremly guilty now,but I didn't talk to her because I thought my other friends would stop liking me too.But I realize now,that if they are truly my friends,they won't care who my other friends are.If only I had known then...
That brings us up to this year,sixth grade.Caitlin was being bullied even worse.I think it's because we're in middle school,which means we switch classes.Everyone thinks they're hot stuff.At the beginning of the year,I didn't talk to her,just like everyone else.But then I realized,she had no friends.None.So,I started talking to her again,and sitting with her at lunch.I didn't care what the rest of my grade thought.
The other day at lunch,I took my usual spot across from Caitlin and beside my new friend Ashley.Caitlin was almost in tears.She told us she was trying to convince her parents to move back to Centerville,the city she moved from.She said it was because everyone was always so mean to her,even though she straightned up over the summer.She was purly nice.They thought she was retarded.That did it for me.I was so mad!When I got to my mom's classroom,I exploded.How could people be so,so just plain mean?She never did anything to them.I didn't know what I'd do if my best friend moved away.That was something I had just realized.Caitlin was my best friend.Not Tori,Chyanne,Molly or Jessica,though I had known them for so much longer.Caitlin didn't care who my friends were,unlike the others.And she would listen to me when I had something to say,unlike my other friends.They wouldn't even let me say one word before they interrupted.Caitlin was,is,and always will be,my one true best friend.No matter if she moves or not.I'll try to keep in touch with her if she does.No,I WILL keep in touch if she does.Caitlin changed the way I saw the world.I wouldn't let my best friend just disappear.
THE END
Kyle:Krissa, it's ok, everything will be fine.
Krissa:No it won't!!!How can he do this to me!...how can he do this to us!
Me:He didn't...he did it to be happy.
Krissa looked at me with watery eyes, tears falling, dripping from her face.
Kyle:Kris, he is your father, but he just needs to move on and live a happier life.
Me:Exactly, he never wanted to hurt you like this, he loves you, but he loves her, too.
Krissa:If he did love me, he'd dump that barbie!
Kyle looked at me, I looked at him.
Kyle:She needs some time alone.
I nodded.
I hurt the thump sound of when Krissa jumps on her bed.
Me:Maybe she'll grow out of it in a few days...
Kyle:Or a few years...why is she so...upset of her dad getting married?
Me:Well, when she went to visit him, she was just there, he never told her.She got mad and came right back.
Kyle:Well that IS upsetting.
Me:No kidding.
Krissa:No it won't!!!How can he do this to me!...how can he do this to us!
Me:He didn't...he did it to be happy.
Krissa looked at me with watery eyes, tears falling, dripping from her face.
Kyle:Kris, he is your father, but he just needs to move on and live a happier life.
Me:Exactly, he never wanted to hurt you like this, he loves you, but he loves her, too.
Krissa:If he did love me, he'd dump that barbie!
Kyle looked at me, I looked at him.
Kyle:She needs some time alone.
I nodded.
I hurt the thump sound of when Krissa jumps on her bed.
Me:Maybe she'll grow out of it in a few days...
Kyle:Or a few years...why is she so...upset of her dad getting married?
Me:Well, when she went to visit him, she was just there, he never told her.She got mad and came right back.
Kyle:Well that IS upsetting.
Me:No kidding.
This is a story; my story. I am Damien Cole Demidov. My grandparents are full-blooded Russian. I am twenty-one years old, and I’ve been locked up in an asylum for four years.
I have black hair about four inches from my shoulders. I am vampire pale. I have crystal blue eyes. I’m 5’9’’.
I have met many a person in my time. Maybe you’ll meet some of the throughout the story.
Anywho, I live in the U.S. now, shipped over with my mom when I was twelve. I live in New York City at the moment. My mom is back in Russia with my father, and grandparents.
Now, let’s see what’s in store for us.
I have black hair about four inches from my shoulders. I am vampire pale. I have crystal blue eyes. I’m 5’9’’.
I have met many a person in my time. Maybe you’ll meet some of the throughout the story.
Anywho, I live in the U.S. now, shipped over with my mom when I was twelve. I live in New York City at the moment. My mom is back in Russia with my father, and grandparents.
Now, let’s see what’s in store for us.