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Chelsea

Have you ever had a sister that was not your actual sister? My sister’s name is Chelsea. We are not really sisters. We just act as if we are sisters. She and I had the most radical time ever. We walked to all different kinds of places. However, when we had the most fun, is when I came over her house. I know her whole family, her personal secrets, and her family secrets; which will remain secrets throughout this story. In her household, she has her mom, her step dad, her two brothers and her sister. This is where it gets confusing. Her brother, Josh, is also fourteen, but a little younger. He is Chelsea’s step dads’ son, but not her moms’ son. Her other brother, Eric, is I think both of theirs and I think her sister, Kirsten, is both, too. Her birthday is October 24, 2004.

Chelsea’s long legs made her extremely tall. Her red brown hair went down to her ribs. It was pretty when it was pulled back. Nevertheless, one day she came to the bus stop with short hair. We all asked her about it, surrounding her like a dog, and she got upset yelling, “It’s my hair, I can do what I want with it.” We tried to get her to calm down, but she refused. She pushed her way out threw us. Even though she had a skinny body, she had plenty of muscle to go with it. Almost knocking us off the sidewalk, she walked through us, to the curb and sat down, headphones in hand. She pulled out a stack of paper. I sat next to her and yelled “HI!” right in her ear. She took off the headphones, yelled “hi”, back and handed me the paper. It was somewhat confusing. She was talking to a guy, but she was talking about her parents. All I know is it was about being angry with somebody and wanting to get revenge.

Chelsea is a great helper when it comes to cleaning up. I am not aloud to leave the house until my room and bathroom are spotlessly clean. She came over all the time. When I was cleaning my room, my parents would allow her to come up and help me. I would never get anything done if she was not there to help me. When she was packing her stuff to move, they allowed me to go over her house, help pack, and then spend the night at her new house because they weren’t aloud to stay at the other house anymore. When the grown-ups left, the only people home were Chelsea, Kirsten, and me. We got tired of cleaning with no music, so after curfew, we ran down to my house and got my CD player and my CD’s so we would have something to listen to. We got in trouble plenty of times that night. That night was also Chelsea’s mom’s birthday, so it was somewhat hard on her. We went to the top floor, vacuumed, and dusted. Because of the fact that they were moving, we had to fill in all the holes out of the wall by stuffing it with this white stuff. I did not think Kirsten was old enough to handle it, so I took it from her and she decided to make her own holes in the wall she could try to fill those ones up. She got in plenty of trouble for that. In addition, Chelsea lied and said that she was halfway done with the top floor, and she was not even halfway done with the first room. When she was finally finished she had done a great job. After that, she swept and vacuumed the living room. I cleaned out the refrigerator. I was so lucky to get the privilege of cleaning out the refrigerator. That night we got everything out of the house and into the next. Mostly everything was clean. I did not get to finish the refrigerator, but they said that was O.K. and the other people would get over it. Chelsea had tons of responsibilities that night. She also helped the next morning. Before any of us woke up, Chelsea’s parents left to get more furniture to put in the house from storage. When they had brung the stuff over, we took it out of the truck and put it in the garage. That day and the night before had tons of cleaning and carrying to go along with taking me home. I didn’t get breakfast. Mr. Vince took Chelsea and me to McDonald’s before he took me home. When I got home, my mom made me do even more cleaning. Chelsea probably did even more cleaning when she got back home. It is a good thing she has a big family to help her out with the cleaning. There has always been a “big-bad-kid.” Last, year the “big bad kid” was Chelsea. At the end of the school year last year, she tried to get in as much trouble as she could. In addition, she got in bunches of trouble. She got detentions like those that you could not believe. She never got in much trouble for it because her grades were good. I know I would have gotten in trouble. She also got in trouble for walking this guy home when it was raining, and she did not check in. She did not get in to much trouble because fifteen minutes later, she came over my house until about 12:00 A.M. That was the best night we ever had.

My friend Chelsea is so important to me mainly because she was like a sister to me. We did everything together. We went to three different parks, PDQ, and Dolphin Beach on Fridays after school. Then she moved. I have talked to her, but I have not seen her. I have her phone number, and I can get her address. I can still remember hair short hair and blue/green eyes.

All About Me

One of the things I do everyday is sing. I sing to songs with a microphone no matter how much it bugs my family. One of the other things I do is dance. I just put in music and get up and dance. The last hobby I have is listening to music. I listen to music day and night nonstop. I just love to sing, I just love music, and dancing is my way of exercising because I jump around and move, and sometimes I sweat. I love Kelly Clarkson’s music. She’s such a beautiful singer with such a great voice.

One of my high points is my cat. We got her a few years ago when I moved here. My dad doesn’t like her. He says he does, but I don’t think he does. Her name is Gipsy. My second high point is when we found a turtle. Everyone liked him. We named him Sheldon. When we took him home it climbed out of the box and crawled behind the refrigerator. My mom and my brother got mad, and my dad did not really care. My first low point is when Sheldon wouldn’t eat. We got him the kind of food he was supposed to eat, but he would not eat it for three days, so we had to give him up. We put him in the pond behind our house. My second low point is when we found out my cat got ringworm. We do not even know how she got it but it is on the back of her neck.

One of my goals is to get all “A”s and “B”s this year. If I do, I get a laptop. My other goal is to grow up smart enough to give the government a good enough reason to make a law that know one is allowed to make fun of people unless it’s for a movie, TV show or commercial. One of my dreams is to become a lawyer. I want to help people get out of bad situations. My biggest dream is to become a singer. Many people doubt it, but I think it could happen. I’ve been offered to be in a group before. My grandfather owns the business. I love singing and I do it everyday.

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