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Hello, everyone! Antonia here. I hope everyone had a wonderful navidad this year. The holidays aren't over yet. New Year's día is less than a week away. Do tu have a New Year's resolution? If so, tell me in the comentarios below. It's okay if tu don't. Most of the goals people set are unattainable anyway.

As 2018 draws to a close, I thought I would share with tu the release fecha for my first blog. My first blog of 2019 will be release (typed up) on New Year's Day. It will be an introduction blog in case anyone is new here. For those of tu who have been around for a while, it will likely be a chance for tu to get to know me better. I know tu enjoy those opportunities. I look adelante, hacia adelante to posting my first blog on Tuesday, New Year's Day.

To conclude this short article, I have lots in store for 2019. It will be an amazing year. 2019 also marks my 20th birthday in March. Don't be obligated to post a card o a picture on March 1. I'm not begging. tu can simply say "Happy Birthday!" if tu want to. Anyway, rambling aside, I hope tu all have a happy and seguro New año wherever tu may be.

-Peace and love,
Antonia
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Cedar Valley is located in the Bible cinturón, correa of the United States. This small town is full of bible-thumping Puritans. A small percentage of the population is different. An eighth grader por the name of Joanna is one of the different ones. Because she was a dissenter, one who disagrees with the bible-thumping Puritans, she was often bullied. One day, she was beaten. The school nurse dicho she was fine, but she was really bruised. After school was dismissed, she sat on the bench in front of the school to wait on her mother. One of her school mates sat beside her. He dicho in his English accent, "Hi,...
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Catherine's Point of View
One night, I was talking with one of my friends. I said, "I'm going to tell tu something that I don't usually tell anyone. It was the segundo worst part of the eighth grade, the part I didn't include in my story." She said, "You can tell me anything." I said, "During the last six months of my seventh grade year, I ended up with endometriosis. The following summer, I had a hysterectomy. At the beginning of my eighth grade year, I told one of my friends. Later, she wrote in one of the bathroom stalls, 'Catherine is a slut puppy.' That nickname spread like wildfire. I'm...
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Catherine's Point of View
One morning, during the summer, I noticed something wasn't right with one of my dogs. My Labrador, Sadie, seemed very lethargic. She did not want to eat o drink anything. I felt of her stomach, and it was really hard. My uncle took her to the vet, and it turned out her stomach had bloated. The vet tried to empty the blockage, but to no avail. The only humane thing was having her euthanized. As if that wasn't bad enough, I got a call from my friend, Sally, asking for me and Gavin to come to the hospital. I asked, "What's wrong?" She said, "You remember when I was treated...
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Catherine's Point of View
One day, I received a call that Gavin was hurt. I went over to his house to see if he was okay. He had a big cut on his face. It was deep, but he didn't need stitches. He has some bruising around the cut as well. I asked, "What happened?" He said, "I was opening the car door, and I accidentally hit myself in the face. I fainted when I saw blood." I said, "I'm sorry. I hope that heals up soon." He said, "I'm sure it will." He was left with a scar on his face. The one good thing about it was that he gained some respect. When I got beat up near the end of the school year,...
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Catherine's Point of View
One morning, I got up, and I opened my bedroom door. All of my perros were sitting there except my husky, Diesel. I thought, "It's not like Diesel to go off por himself." I called for him, but he never came. I went downstairs. I looked in the living room and saw him lying on the floor. He wasn't moving. I walked up to him and started talking to him. He didn't respond. I knelt down beside of my beloved dog to check for signs of life, nothing. I fell on parte superior, arriba of him and cried. I said, "Diesel, please don't be dead! You've been my buddy for twelve years! tu can't die!" I told...
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Catherine's Point of View
Sometime later in the school year, Gavin's father and mother went on a business trip. Gavin stayed with me and my aunt and uncle for the week. It worked out, because Gavin and I go to school together, and his dog got along with my dogs. That Monday, our school día started out well. Sometime after lunch, some of our schools mates shoved us in the janitor's closet and locked us in there. It was really dark, and I got really scared. I was on the verge of having a panic attack. Gavin said, "We'll be okay. Someone will find us soon." I calmed down some. Not only was it dark...
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Catherine's Point of View
Spring Break came, and we got a week off from school. One morning, I got up, but then I fell down the stairs. As I tried to get up, I felt a sharp pain in my right knee. I couldn't get up. I cried for help. My aunt ran to me. She asked, "Are tu okay? What happened?" I said, "I fell down the stairs, and my right knee hurts. I can't get up." She helped me up, but I couldn't walk. She said, "I need to get tu to the hospital." I had to wait for a long time at the hospital. I could understand why, considering there was a man who had a corazón attack there. Still, the fact...
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Catherine's Point of View
It was Valentine's Day. My friends and I made Valentine's día cards for each other. After school, we all met at Jennifer's house to exchange them. I was careful about what I wrote on some of them, because not all of my friends understand my humor. The only ones who do are Gavin, Jennifer, and William. The card I made for Gavin was a classic example of my humor. On the outside, I wrote, "It's Valentine's Day. I got tu a card." On the inside, I wrote, "This is the inside of it." Gavin laughed until he cried when he read it. He said, "Oh, Catherine, always funny!" I said,...
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Catherine's Point of View
One día in January, it was snowing. I said, "I swear it was warmer at Christmas." Gavin said, "I know. It felt más like May than December." Pretty soon, it was getting really cold. I said, "It's colder than I can stand right now. I think we should go back inside." Gavin said, "I agree." As we were going inside, Gavin slipped on a patch of black ice on the driveway. I asked, "Gavin, are tu okay?" He said, "Yeah." He got up, and I noticed that he was limping. I said, "You're hurt." He said, "I'm all right....ow!" I said, "But you're limping." He said, "Maybe I'm not...
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Catherine's Point of View
Our sophomore año was a good año for the most part. Gavin and I didn't get bullied much. The few times we did, we usually took up for each other. One day, Gavin was sick, and he couldn't be there to take up for me. Some bullies mocked me and pushed me down the stairs. Jennifer told the bullies off, and William helped me to my feet. He asked, "Are tu okay?" I said, "Yeah, I'm okay." I was a bit upset. When I came home, I put on some Beatles música to make myself feel better. I felt better, and one of my friends even told me a joke. She said, "What is the difference...
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Catherine's Point of View
One día during the summer, I decided to visit with Gavin. When I made it over there, his dog, Oliver, greeted me. I said, "Hi, Oliver! Where's Gavin?" The dog led me to Gavin. Gavin was resting under the árbol in his backyard. I said, "You look comfortable, Gavin." I expected him to say, "I am," but he didn't. Oliver licked his face, but he didn't stir. I thought, "Oh, God! Has he passed out?" I knelt down beside of him and gently shook him. "Gavin!" I cried. "Gavin, are tu okay?!" He opened his eyes and said, "Good morning!" I said, "Gavin, don't scare me like that!...
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Catherine's Point of View
It was summer, and one day, Gavin came to me crying. I asked, "Are tu okay?" He said, "No." I asked, "What's wrong?" He said, "My grandfather just died." I said, "Gavin, I'm so sorry." I hugged him. He continued to cry. I understood how he felt, since I had lost Pops less than two years earlier. Despite my fear of heights, I decided to fly to Liverpool with Gavin. His father asked, "Are tu sure tu want to do this?" I said, "Gavin was there for me when Pops died. It's my turn to be there for Gavin." His mother said, "That's very sweet of you, love." On the plane,...
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Catherine's Point of View
One night, I heard that there was going to be a meteor shower. Bonnie, Gavin, and I went up a colina that was overlooking the high school, as it was a dark hill. After we saw the meteor shower, we looked down the colina towards the school. Bonnie said, "Ya know, that school seemed so big when I first started attending it, but looking down on it now, I realize how small it really is." I said, "Really?" She said, "Yeah. It seems like just yesterday when I was a freshman like tu guys. Now I'm just four months away form graduating." Gavin said, "That's crazy. This time next...
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Catherine's Point of View
It was the last día of school before navidad Break. At one point, I noticed that I was having some pain in my right side. Gavin asked, "Catherine, are tu all right?" I said, "Yeah, I'm just fine. Why?" He said, "You're actuación like you're hurt." I said, "Oh, I'm just having some pain in my right side. I'm probably bruised from where I slipped and fell on a patch of ice, no big deal." Jennifer overheard me and said, "Look, I'm not a doctor, but tu should definitely go see one." I said, "I think I'll be okay. I'll see what happens tomorrow." The siguiente day, the pain...
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Catherine's Point of View
One day, I was visiting with my paternal grandparents. A thunderstorm was approaching as we were getting ready to leave. As I was walking to my aunt and uncle's car, I felt a bolt of lightning hit me. I felt the strike, and the siguiente thing I knew, I woke up in my uncle's arms. He said, "Holy cow! I thought tu were dead!" I said, "You did?" He said, "Yeah. tu looked dead." My aunt said, "You really did." I said, "That really hurt." My uncle said, "I think we should get tu to a hospital just to be sure you're okay." Thankfully, I only had minor injuries. The doctor...
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Catherine's Point of View
It was our first día of high school. Gavin and I were quite nervous, to be honest. The día started out badly. I heard someone make fun of Gavin's accent. The bully asked, "What's up with the cheesy accent?" Gavin replied, "I'm from England, Liverpool, to be exact." The bully said, "Oh, you're from that town where those insects are from. That explains your trashy haircut. tu should be beaten for that." I walked up to the bully and said, "If tu hurt Gavin, tu better make plans for me to hurt you." The bully ran in fear and never bothered us again. Later, I got punched...
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Catherine's Point of View
I was reluctant to include the eighth grade in the story. There weren't too many good things that happened that year. The only good things that happened that año were a couple of new friends that I made and the fact that I made straight A's. Everything else that happened was bad. The worst thing that happened that año was the death of my maternal grandfather. Although my mother died in childbirth, her parents still wanted to have a relationship with me. I was close to Pops, (that's what I called him). I did at times think he needed to be knocked off of his pompous...
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Catherine's Point of View
One day, in the seventh grade, I noticed some kids threatening to beat Gavin. I came up to the bullies and said, "Don't beat up my friend. If tu want to beat up someone, do it to me." Gavin said, "Catherine, no! What are tu doing?!" I said, "I'd rather it be me than you!" The bullies began beating on me. Gavin begged the bullies to stop, but his pleas fell on deaf ears. I was outnumbered, so I couldn't fight back. Gavin tried to physically get them off of me, but he was unsuccessful. I said, "Gavin, get out of here! They'll get you, too!" Gavin said, "Hold on, Catherine!...
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Catherine's Point of View
Christmas Vacation was officially over, and we were back in school. Gavin and I were heading to our siguiente class, and we saw someone being bullied. A group of kids punched a girl in the face, and she fell to the ground. Gavin said, "Come on, Catherine! Let's get those bullies away from her." I said, "I'm right behind you! I can't just stand and watch someone get bullied." We approached the bullies, and Gavin said, "Back off! I've got crutches, and I'm not afraid to use them!" The bullies walked away. I helped the girl to her feet and asked, "Are tu okay?" She said, "Yeah....
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Catherine's Point of View
A couple of months passed, and Gavin and I became really, really close, but one day, there was something in the air. Whatever it was, Gavin and I got into a horrible argument. I don't remember what we were arguing about, but we dicho some cruel things to each other. I dare not repeat them. I went inicial crying. Later, I decided to make up with Gavin. I went across the calle to his home. His mother answered the door. I said, "I need to talk to Gavin. I want to make up with him." She said, "I'll tell him you're here." A few minutos later, she returned and said, "He's gone."...
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