Ok so.

Ok, so, here I am, braver than ever, writing on my blog. Sense October alot has happened. Lets see. We found a new church down here in good ol' Mississippi, where I seem to be adjusting well, lots of friends :) Oh joy. I started dance, and am enjoying it quite well. We met a family, that consists of the wive, the husband, and the little boy. The Husband, named Kevin, had stomach cancer, until they took out all of his stomach, and so he's not doing so well, and with emergency hospital visits, we take care of the little boy, named Kumasi. He's 20 months old and a doll. You might have noticed that "Kumasi" isn't quite a normal name, well, that's because it's Zambian, his mom is Zambian. She's beautiful, very tall, and so skinny, i'm serious. She could be a model. She's beautiful. So, we're taking care of Kumasi, and Mulekwa ( the mom ). We're feeding her, and babysitting Kumasi, every so often.

I'm thirteen now :) I have honey colored highlights :) and I can wear make-up now! I have so many things to tell you, especially about my book, oh my book. All my friends love it :) I guess i'll HAVE to add some on here!

I was standing there. Then I felt a sharp breathtaking pain in my spine. I was falling, down, this was the end. The darkness overwhelming me. Then, I stopped, I wasn’t falling, someone caught me, it hurt, but I stopped. I still couldn’t breathe, the pain was excruciating. But I’m not gone yet, I’m still here. They needed to know, I’m not gone. I couldn’t open my eyes, there was yelling though. Asking if I was ok, all I wanted to do is tell them I’m still here. Just fix me, I want to see, I wanted them to fix me. The person who held me there held me closer. Like it was their fault I got hurt and they needed to fix me. Please fix me. I heard sirens, are they here to fix me? They went off into the distance, listening to them fade until all I could hear is people panicking. More sirens, these have to be for me. They stopped. People moving, and opening doors. “Let me have her,” The people who are here to save me? “NO, I can’t, let me put her on, please.” It was a he who caught me, he sounded about 15 maybe 16. “Ok, just set her down, very carefully, she might have broken her back.”  I felt him lay me down, no I don’t want to leave, I want to stay here, it’s safe, in his arms. I want him to come with me, they can’t hear me though, no one can. “Where’s her guardian??” “She doesn’t have one with her, I called her mom, she’s on the way, she was with her friends shopping.” I just want my mom, and that boy. He saved me. I should have brought my friends with me to go to the bathroom. It hurts so bad though. “Ok the I.V. is ready to insert.” OUCH, wait what am I talking about, this doesn’t hurt at all, my back does. It hurts. Save me. I felt us swerving through traffic, and going faster through red lights, I always wondered what happened to people in ambulances, well, now I know. We stopped much too fast. They kept telling me to open my eyes and stay with them. Well I was, just not fully. They took me out. It felt so good, fresh not medical smelling air, it was cold but it felt good. Then we went in the hospital, judging from my hearing, about 10 more people joined us, talking all medical talk, and asking what kind of medicine they need to put in me now. Maybe I don’t want more, just kill me. Really. They wheeled me down the hall, the long hall that never seemed to stop. Then, finally, it did. It felt like they threw me onto the bed. Maybe they did. Then they put a mask over my face, um hello? I’m really claustrophobic. My heart was slowing down, I was really tired. Then I fell asleep.

Well, I have about 100 more pages Microsoft word wise, but it's saved on my flash drive for save keepings ;)