Category: Journal

Chapter One:

I know this sounds pretty lame, but I’m acually looking forward to school this year. One reason is that my best friend, Madison Long was away at camp or whatever ALL summer. And whatmore, my parents were at eachother’s throats. Meaning: they fought at least every milisecond. Anyway, all I can think about, as my mom drives us to school is how I want to have million classes with Madison this year.

“Okay, have a great, Cara!” my mom calls from the open window of the car.

“Sure, Mom,” I waved and was about to walk away when my little sister Laurie yelled from the back seat,” Bye, Cara! Bye,bye!” My little sister is going to second grade and she can’t seem to want to stop ahouting.

I waved and walked across the paved drop off , to the school entrence. i looked for Madison at the water fountain where we’d agreed to meet today. (We planned that Last Year!) Madison wasn’t there.

She probaby forgot, I thought. I walked down the hallway to my hystory teacher Mr. Saltwheather’s room. I walked in and saw Madison already there! I decided that she had forgotten about the meeting fountain. After all, she hadn’t seen me for at least 2 months. I made my way to the seat next to her, but it was already accupied. Bridget Hauna Lought was sitting in the seat that Madison would normaly have saved for me.

She probably got there before Madison. Poor Madison, she might have tried. But, the two of them are chatting and laughing like Bridget had been Madison’s best friend instead of me.

“Um..hi,” I waved at Madison.

Madison didn’t seem to hear me. She continued to talk and giggle with Bridget. I frowned and sat down in a seat as the bell rang.

To be Continued….

My kindergarden class
My first grade class
My second grade class
My third grade class
My fourth grade class
MY FUTURE CLASS….

Hey people i don’t know if any of you know this but im related to sorrel4 (he lives with me)…. hes my cousin.Just to let you know. okay. i think my house is haunted because i hear things i see things and this morning i was walking to my bathroom and i looked in my kicthen and i swear i saw a white figure standing thare then it started to walk to my left then i looked away (it was kindof a glance) and i looked back and it was gone! creepy huh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hey I think I have this Journal thing down. Anyway I start the same way I did last time except not with toad hunting…Heh my life is pretty much a rollercoaster and it can break or it can stay. So…make the best of every situation even when it  can be bad. Hey guys I do not kid when I say that I was at our kitchen table and the windows were all open and I heard something. It was the two chairs we had they were creaking back and forth but no one was outside. Probably because it was around 7 o`clock. And then I heard someone on the front porch, or at least I think I did…*spooky music*

First I have no idea what Journal means on here…but if it means write about my life then stay tuned…I was prowling around outside looking for toads because that’s me Eric Robert John Oldenburg official toad hunter. Anyway while I was outside and looked in the two most obvious places that uhh… slanted thing under the gutters. And a small tree cut pile. No toads so I head inside and sit at the dining room table pondering where toads could be… Then my mom begins to speak Hey there is something out there I think its a cat… I go hmm and look sure enough it looks cat and dogish. So I head outside trudge through the grass because I don’t have shoes on, and look closer and closer I see a bag in the distance not a cat nor a dog a bag. I know that’s boring but how else do you describe Journal? Yes that’s right I rock…