sadiebugz00  But there is one person that actually recognizes me. Alice. She is a light brown-haired girl with bright green eyes and rosy cheeks. She is rather tall for her age, too. She is my absolute best friend, and only friend at that. She cares for me as though I am her sister, which is good because even my mother neglects me. When my parents are fighting (which is almost ALWAYS) she's there for me. When those jerks at school bully me, she stands up for me, and I thank her for that. It tends to happen quite often. I come from a poor family, and my brother is off at war. My sister is sick and the medical bills are out the roof. It doesn't help that neither of my parents can hold onto a job. To make matters WORSE, a tornado hit our house last week, and now there's a hole in the roof, right above my room. Thank the Lord it hasn't rained.

alicia386 Everyone thinks i am invisible at school. Or atleast they act like it. But i also have one friend.

sadiebugz00 (Aww! I'm sorry! You wanna do a paragraph? Anyone can!)

campcheerio123 (Please do! I think that the bigger our story gets, the better!)

Dhampires Aww I know that feeling I'm invisible at school I mean they really at times think I'm not there. Anyone who feels like this can compare it tl them well.

sadiebugz00 (I'm so sorry!! I feel that no one should feel that way...)

campcheerio123 (I felt like that in 4th grade. It was really hard for me to find some friends and find a spot in the class.)

sadiebugz00 (Really? I'm so sorry!)

campcheerio123 Though, all is sort-of well. Dad lost his job last week, Mom is working at the local McDonalds, and we are running low on food. Oh, who am I kidding. Life is terrible. The year has NOT been too very kind to us. I get stared at when I'm at school and sit down at the lunch table with no food. While others enjoy their pudding, and poptarts and whatever, I sit there, stomach growling and at some point find myself drooling during the 20 minutes when we eat. We sit by classes, and Alice is in a different class, in a different homeroom, somewhere off in what seems like a totally different world. We aren't allowed to get up from the tables, except to go to the bathroom or get water. I would belch I'm so hungry, but there's nothing in me to be able to come up. I don't do well in school, either. With mostly C's and D's, my parents get mad.

sadiebugz00  Without much money, we can't hire a tutor. Even though Alice is a straight-A student, she can't tutor me after school because she usually has cheerleading or piano lessons and every other week she has a cooking class. Before school she walks dogs. How can her family afford so much when our family could afford so little? But then again, both of her parents are doctors. It must be lonely, being an only child like that with her parents always at the hosptial working. Yet at times, I want to be an only child times, so we could afford more, but I know God doesn't want me to think that. But I would never give up little sister, Lily. She has dirty-blonde wispy hair, with pale skin, the sign of a sick child. She has Vitiligo and Pneumonia, and we can't even help her. She's on the verge of dying. As I cram all of this into my head, I start to fall asleep in my bed, when I feel two drops of water on my cheek, one coming from above, the other from my left eye.

SweetHoneyBunny I wake up feeling miserable, but I make a decision that could turn my life around. Could turn my family's life around. I believe I can, I can help my family, I can turn my frown upside-down, I can look at the positive and forget the negative. I walk downstairs feeling like a changed girl, like nothing can put me down. At school, I try my hardest because that is all anyone can ask from me. I search the paper for a part-time job, if I don't find one I don't give up trying. I ignore the stares the other students give me at lunch. And at home, I spend as much time with Lily as I can. The other day at school, one of the girls from my history class comes up to me. "Why do you act like you don't notice their stares and gossip?" I tell her it's because I am strong. I have gained a new friend, life is starting to take a turn for the better.

sadiebugz00 (^ Good job!!)

alicia386 It felt nice to have confidence for once in my pathetic life. It turned out for the best. My positive attitude has gotten my B's in school. My parents now congratulate me. They are sadly filing for divorce. I was notified last week. I would go live with my grandma and grandpa on my mom's side. Lily would come to. Grandma and grandpa live in Arizona. They have a big house and two beagles. I would have a better life. Grandma and grandpa hated my father in the first place so that is why they wouldn't send over any money. My mom will come too but she has to get a job because grandma wants us to move out in two months. I will have to leave Alice but this is my chance at a better future. I can't pass it up. As soon as we moved there I met a guy named Steven. He lives right next door and he is my age. We get along because we. Both know how it feels to be alone but when we are at school, he completely ignores me and some times whisper about me behind my back.

sadiebugz00 (^ Good job!!)

campcheerio123 I thought that we were supposed to be friends! My one shot, and he's a jerk. It NEVER makes any sense, whatsoever. But now, since we are in Arizona, Lily is slowly getting better. I guess I needed at least one happy thing in my life. I thought I was going to loose her. She is all I have left. It's my knowing that she's alive keeps me going everyday. But, now that I've moved. I've lost Alice. The only other thing that maked me feel even the tiniest bit better. I used to only get up on school days for thinking of Alice being at school to comfort me. Lily was in her sickbed, just laying there, eyes open, yet still so still. Her forhead beaded with sweat, and a bucket in the corner for throw-up. "Why did all of this pressure have to come down on me?" I used to think. But I figure, God always has a plan for us. I just guess that that was his for Lily. But now, I can hear her laugh or giggle when I tell a joke. Or when she sees a butterfly outside, the edges of her lips almost form a smile. She hasn't seen the outside for 3 years. I'm so glad that she's getting better. She can either improve, or worsen, and I hope and pray that she only improves.

sadiebugz00 You'll never believe what happened today. A GIRL, MY age, came up to ME, and said, "Hi! I'm Genevieve, but you can call me Gen. What's your name?" "G-Gr-Grace." I stuttered as a response, shocked someone was talking to me. "Good to know you, Grace! I know you're new here, and it can be hard to go to a new school in the middle of 7th grade. How about at lunch you hang out with me and some of my friends?" "S-s-sure! I mean, sure! I would love to! Thanks!" I was still in shock as the dirty blonde wonder with deep sea blue eyes named Genevieve walked away. [i]I might already have a friend....[/i] I thought in shock. Better not mess up this lunch....

campcheerio123 So, as I sat in classes, stared and the teacher, and was so exited when we got to go to lunch I almost forgot all of my books! I had to run back into class, run to my locker, and distribute them into it. I ran through the hallways, almost hit a few people, and nearly escaped detention given by Mrs. Brunwen, the most strict teacher in school. So, as I came into the cafeteria, I see her. But she has dark blood stains all over her shirt and pants, leaves and sticks in her hair, and has only 1 shoe on. This is weird... I think to myself. I walk over there, and suddenly can't find her. She seems to have dissapeared. I turn around, and see her again. She starts talking rapidly. "Hey! OMG I just could not wait for lunch I was just so exited and then I fell out of my chair and then I got detention on my way to lunch, and ran into a wall and my nose started bleeding, and then I lost my way and then I ran outside and fell into a bush, and then some dog came up and took my shoe. So then I came all the way to the cafeteria. That's why I look so weird." Then she finally stopped. "Okkayyyy???" I say. Something tells me that something about her story is a lie, and some of it tells me that it's true. But which is which?