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This is my autobiography. It's really personal, so I really hope you like it. |
I'm a teenager, so if I spell some stuff wrong just ignore it and keep reading. I might repeat some stuff everyonce in a while so excuse me if that happens. But, here's the story of my teenage life: I live with, my mother, my sister, Jackie, Mr.Paul, Little Paul, Morgan, Lynda, Terry, Ashley, Alyza and Landon. Along with, six dogs, five fish and two turtles. Sometimes the neiborhood duck comes around, but we haven't seen him in a while. Morgan, my sister, my mother, Little Paul and I sleep on the four couches in the living room. Mr.Paul and Jackie (sometimes Little Paul) sleep in one room, Ashley, Alyza (her three year old daughter) and Landon (her almost one year old son) share the second room, and Terry and Lynda share the last room. Let me tell you about them. Jackie is the craziest woman you will ever meet. She raises her voice if she thinks her point isn't being made and when she feels like she just wants to yell, which is often. We love her though and none of us could make it a day without her in our lives. Mr.Paul is... well... I don't know much about Mr.Paul except that he likes football He's usually at work . But, he does know how to crack a joke every once in a while. Overall, he seems kind. Little Paul is in elementary and thinks he's big and bad. We argue with him to do his homework every night, but all he does is sit on the PS2 all day. He's got a mouth on him. And the mouth comment brings me to Morgan. She's like the little sister I NEVER wanted. She follows me around and copy's me a lot. In the end though, I would do anything for her. But, at the same time, I want to strangle her. Terry is the guy who is funny in a nasty kind of way. He and I crack jokes about eachother just because we're bored. We've only ever argued once. Sadly enough, it was an argument over the computer. Oh well. The past is the past. Alyza is Ashley's daughter. Alyza is energetic and a handful . But, I treat her like she's mine. I love her so much and she's not even mine. I can't stand it when she cries, even though I act totally heartless when she's in trouble. I expect so much from her that I get seriously angry when she does something she shouldn't. But, when she's hurt, I'm one of the first people there to hold her, make her stop crying, find out where it hurts and fix her up until she feels better. I'd do anything for her. Landon, Ashley's son, is the cutest baby ever, when he's not screaming his head off because he wants to be held all the time. He's got the cutest little girly scretch for a laugh though. Whenever Terry calls him fat head he gets a big adorable smile on his face that you just don't want to look away from. Now, my older sister, Mary. Mary, Mary, Mary. How do I discribe her. Well, for starters, she and I hate eachother SO much.....because we care too much about one another. She and I scream and argue and it's like H-UH-EL at times. We tell eachother to shut up usually and of course we don't shut up. We keep right on arguing. And I promise I only start... some of the fights. Okay, fine, a fourth of the fights. OKAY FINE I'LL TAKE HALF! She agrees. Now I'm wondering why she's reading over my shoulder. And now she thinks i'm talking crap about her. And now she's talking about a boy. I think she's a lifetime movie to tell you the truth. She complains a lot, but so do I, and we have a reason to complain because we do live in a house with a lot of people and animals. My mother... is... well she's a handful. She's the white version of Madea when it comes to Mary and me. Except, she doesn't need a gun. She's short and deadly. Kinda like a snake. But, she hates snakes so I'll drop that conversation. Drama queens (Mary and mom)! I swear, they get wrost and worst all the time. Oh well. They're family, so I'll put up with it... for now (After high school they have no hold on me). Ashley is the nineteen year old mother of two. She works at the Wiggle Inn, which is a bar not to far down the lane there, as a bartender. She and I talk often and I babysit Alyza and Landon for her. She pays me for helping her out with the babies. Lynda is... well... I don't know how old miss Lynda is. She talks a lot though. But, if you're like me and like to learn about other peoples lives from when they were my age, she's really interseting. I try to talk to my mom about what she used to do when she was my age and she tells me the same thing everytime: Chorse. She sang in school chorse. But, back to miss lynda. I'm still learning about her. What I know so far, is: She used to be a cheerleader (She's the only cheerleader I've ever met that I actually like) and she was in girl scouts. I'd give everything up for all of them any day. And, finally, there's me. I'm differnt from my mom and sister (in other words,I'm just about the exact opposite of them.). I'm into rollar coasters, horror movies (I never get scaired! And I use that fact for challenge purposes. ![]() ![]() |