OK i'll admit that may be a little melodromatic, so i am not actually dead, my dad wants to move (again). OK people listen up cuz i am only going to say this once. My Dad is a serial mover, ever since mom died we have not stayed in the same house for more than about two months.i normaly don't have a problem with this, but thats because i normaly don't have anything to stay in a town for, i mean i kinda have antisocial behaviour (only because we move so often i kinda gave up on the whole 'friends' thing) so like i was saying is that well i normaly couldn't care less if we moved every second day. that is until i came to Harvy Bay (thats in Queensland, Australia)2
the main reason i don't want to move is, i actualy have a friend! his name is Sam and there is no way i am leaving Harvy Bay and Sam behind! i mean Harvy Bay is really pretty (not that i care about sceanary but hey i need an excuse). 3
sorry people, i have a habit of just jumping in and leaving all of the important/necessary stuff out, so it's like this, my family consists of; dad, tall dark hair thats starting to go grey (probably because of me) and myself, i have blond hair (no blond jokes please!) and my eyes are kinda a hybird of blue and grey i am definetly not tall for my age (people still mistake me for a child!). My life in a nut shell i was born on 17th of september 1993, my mom died when i was 3 so i don't really know her
and i have lived in so many different towns that i have stoped counting. being the only female in the family it is my responsibility to cook, clean, iron ect. not that i mind really it is kind of relaxing i mean no matter where i am there is still dishes to be cleaned. i am curently in grade 10 at Harvy Bay High School. thats pretty much it.4
i am so sorry peple that this is taking soo long but i basicaly can only wright in classes at school. sory
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