As a little girl, I'd always been superbly aware of the fact that I was a tad bit more... pudgy then the other girls in my grade. At the age of 8, I wanted nothing more then to fit in, and I was not willing to do anything that would bring attention to the fact that I didn't.
Oddly enough, I was never really accepted into the group of girls, even though my mother made the best chocolate chip cookies. Nope, my best friend grew to be Jeremy, a tiny kid who was known for his dirt eating talent. He was pretty nice, though, and he always let me use his math homework.
The bad thing, though, was that he was a fan of dress up. And that never ended prettily.
"Come on, Stella. Dress up is fun! It's just like house, but we get to be princes and princesses!"
"No," I pouted. "I don't want to play."
"Cooooomeeee onnnnn," he whined. He raised his eyebrow playfully, waving a wand around, "Don't make me put a spell on you!"
My eyebrows furrowed, "JEREMY! I DON'T WANT TO PLAY!"
He cringed away, "Why not?"
"Because. Because I'm not pretty enough to be a princess."
"No. To be a princess you have to be beautiful. And I'm not," I explained.
He shrugged, "Funny. Because, I think you're pretty dang pretty."
That made me freeze. Me... pretty? It was crazy, the very notion! "You really think so?"
He smiled, "Of course. Besides, if they let an ugly lad like be a prince, there is no way a girl as cute as you can't be his princess."
And to think... the boy who ate dirt was the one who taught me to love myself.
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Liv's internet isn't being nice, so I'm posting her assignment for her
I’ve finished my assignment so here it is:
That day at the park was when I met my best friend Harrian Jublan. I went to the park one day, I hardly ever went because I was afraid that Max Derrin would turn up, the boy who bullies me. I over heard his friends saying they were going to the other park around the block so I decided to go. I was having so much fun, I was about to go on the Seasaw but then Max turned up.
“Eww, who let the pig into the park?” he mocked me
“Just leave me alone Max.” I snapped back
“Don’t go on the seasaw four eyes, you’ll break it,” he snapped at me pulling me off the seasaw.
“J-just go away,” I said trying to hold back the tears.
“Look, the babies crying!” he laughed pointing at me.
I suddenly burst into tears and Harrian came over and starting shouting at Max telling him to go away and to leave me alone. After he ran away Harrian turned to me with a warm smile and said
“Don’t worry he won’t bother you any more.”
And from then on I learnt to stand up for myself and I made a best friend.
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Sorry I'm handing in so late. Thanks for posting an update of what's been going on Thea.
One of my favourite memories from back when I was a child is of my Father teaching me to swim. It was a hot summers day, and with his kind, gentle words of encouragement I managed to swim the full length of our pool. I guess now, that me being scared silly was just down to the horrible nightmares I had had for weeks beforehand, I dreamt that I would get eaten by a sea monster, or worse, drown. After that day, I was almost always out there swimming, either on my own, or with my older Sister.