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Six weeks had passed. Leila and Greeley were getting ready to go to the New Religion concert. They decided to get cena before they went to the concert. While they were there, they saw that the members of New Religion had been eating at the restaurant, too. Leila said, "I can't believe it. It's them." Greeley said, "I think we should talk to them." Leila said, "I think so, too." They finished eating, and they walked up to New Religion. Leila said, "Hi, there. We're fans of your music." Erin said, "Hello! That's great. What are your names?" Leila said, "I'm Leila." Greeley said, "And I'm her friend, Greeley." Paul said, "It's certainly nice to meet you." Lola asked, "What are your favorito! songs?" Leila said, "I really like 'I Could Have Lied'. It's such a deep and meaningful song." Greeley said, "I like 'Broken and Mended'. I like the powerful lyrics." Carl said, "Great choices." Leila said, "By the way, Paul, I have a dog named after you." Paul said, "I'm flattered. What kind of dog is he?" She said, "According to a DNA test, he is a purebred German Shepherd. What I find strange is that he's blue. Apparently, German Shepherds can be blue." Carl said, "Yes, it's possible. My aunt had one back in the seventies." After a pause, Erin asked, "Do tu have anything you'd like us to sign?" Leila said, "We didn't really bring anything." Greeley said, "I have some notebook paper with me." He got out the notebook paper, one for him and one for Leila. Erin, Paul, Carl, and Lola signed them. Leila said, "I have one más pregunta for Paul." Paul said, "Ask away." She asked, "Since you're an aromantic asexual, are tu ever lonely?" He replied, "Not at all. I have a loving and supportive mother. I know she's not my biological mother, but as far as I'm concerned, she is my mother. I also have great friends. Friendship can be just as rewarding as romance, if not more." She said, "I never thought about it that way, but looking back on things, you're right." Before they departed, Erin said, "I hope tu enjoy the concert." Leila and Greeley had a great time at the concert. When she went home, Leila told her aunt and uncle all about the concert. Her aunt said, "I'm glad tu had a good time, dear."
It was August 2015. My friends and I started the tenth grade, our segundo año of high school. The school año was mostly good. When Glenn turned seventeen, I came to his birthday party. After the party, he said, "I want to tell tu that I amor you." I said, "I amor you, too, Glenn." We hugged. Unfortunately, there were some bad points in the year. In the Spring, I lost my first dog, Diesel. I woke up one morning, and all my perros were at my bedroom door except Diesel. It wasn't like him to go off por himself, so I decided to see if he was okay. I found him lying in the living room. He wasn't...
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It was the summer of 2015. One day, Glenn came to me in a state of excitement. He said, "I have some really good news!" I said, "Oh, my. What is it, Glenn." He said, "My parents got tickets for them and for me to see Motorhead!" I said, "Glenn, that's wonderful!" He said, "Yeah. It really is." On the día he was supposed to leave, he came up to me crying. "Glenn, are tu okay?" I asked. "What's wrong?" He said, "My grandfather just died." I hugged my dear friend and said, "I'm so sorry, Glenn." Later, I insisted on flying to Liverpool with him and his parents. His mother asked, "Are tu sure...
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Pretty soon, it was time to start school again. My friends and I were starting the ninth grade, our first año of high school. Glenn and I were particularly nervous. One day, some bullies surrounded Glenn. The ring leader asked, "What's up with the cheesy accent?" He said, "I'm from Liverpool, England." The ring leader said, "Oh, you're from the town of those insects. That explains your trashy haircut. tu should be beaten for that!" I said, "Don't tu dare beat my friend! If tu want to beat up someone, do it to me." The bullies gathered around me. "Autumn, no!" Glenn cried. I said, "I'd rather...
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The summer of 2014 was perhaps one of the most touching summers in the eighteen years of my life. I decided that it was time for me to admit to Glenn that I used to practice self-harm. I said, "Glenn, I think it's time tu know the truth about my scars." He asked, "What's the truth?" I said, "Before we met, I was a constant target for bullying." He said, "I know you've been bullied, but I don't think tu told me the details." I said, "Well, the bullies would often abuse me verbally and physically. To cope, I would take a pocket knife, and I cut." This made Glenn cry. He said, "I'm so sorry....
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The eighth grade was the worst school año for me. There were a few good parts, but it was mostly bad. First, I had two people who dicho they were my friends betray my trust. There was one girl I told about having endometriosis. I told her about having treatments that failed, so I finally got a hysterectomy over the summer. I told her out of confidence. One day, I went in the bathroom. I found written on one of the stalls, "Autumn is a slut puppy." To make matters worse, other people knew about it. All I heard that día was, "Look! There's the slut puppy!" I fell into Glenn's arms and cried....
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The seventh grade had good and bad points. In the beginning of the year, Glenn, Joann, and I were heading to our first class. Suddenly, a boy our age ran into Glenn, and both of them fell to the floor. "Bloody hell!" Glenn exclaimed. "Slow down!" The other boy said, "Oh, I'm so sorry about that." He sounded as if he was out of breath. Glenn suddenly became concerned and asked, "Are tu all right?" The other boy said, "I'm trying to get away from them." A group of bullies started coming in our direction. Glenn got up. He asked, "What are we going to do, Autumn?" I said, "I don't know." Joann...
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During the summer, we got a new neighbor. He was a horrible man. He was a gun-slinging, bible-thumping individual if I've ever seen one. He once threatened to kill Glenn because of his haircut. I told him, "If tu kill Glenn, tu better make plans for me to kill you!" He never threatened to kill Glenn after that. I wish I could say that was the worst thing he did. One day, Glenn was visiting with me. I went outside for something, and the nasty neighbor took his shotgun and shot me in the upper thigh. I fell to the ground, and I was in a lot of pain. My aunt and uncle rushed out. My uncle took...
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It was January, and the school año picked back up. Glenn was still on crutches, but he was doing better. At one point, we saw some bullies picking on the new kid. Glenn said, "Come on. Let's get those bullies away from her." I said, "Good idea! I can't just stand and watch someone get bullied." The poor girl was already in the floor. The bullies were ready to beat her. Glenn dicho to the bullies, "Back off! I've got crutches, and I'm not afraid to use them!" The bullies backed away. I helped the girl to her feet. "Are tu okay?" I asked. She said, "Yeah. Thanks for standing up for me." I said,...
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A few months passed, and Glenn and I were becoming ever closer. One day, we got into an argument. I don't remember why we were arguing. I do remember that I went inicial crying. Later, when I had calmed down, I decided to go over to Glenn's inicial to make up with him. I rang the doorbell, and his mother answered. I said, "I need to talk to Glenn. I want to make up with him." She said, "I'll tell him you're here." A few moments later, she came back and said, "He's gone." I was in shock. "Gone?!" I cried. "What do tu mean gone?" She said, "He's not here. He must've run away." I said, "I'll help you...
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Some time passed, and Glenn and I were becoming close friends. One day, we had a bad día at school. The día started out fine, but it ended badly. During the last class of the day, one of my classmates started insulting me. Glenn dicho to her, "You're lucky that boys can't hit girls. If they could, you'd be the first one I'd hit." She said, "But girls can hit boys." He said, "Go ahead. Hit me." She punched him in the mouth. I saw a tooth fly across the room. Glenn put his finger where the tooth was supposed to be. He saw some blood and fainted. I was really scared. Up until then, I had never...
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It was September 25, 2011. It was a Sunday afternoon. I was outside, soaking up crisp air. Just then, I noticed some people were moving into the house across the street. We were getting new neighbors. I noticed there was a kid about my age at the house. I decided to go over and introduce myself. I calmly walked over to him. I said, "Hi, there. I'm Autumn. It's nice to meet you." He said, "Hi. I'm Glenn. It's nice to meet you, too." I noticed he had an English accent. I said, "Great accent!" He said, "Thank you. I'm from Liverpool, England." I said, "Like the Beatles?!" He said, "Yeah, like...
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After weeks of getting bullied, I was beginning to lose hope. I really needed a way to cope with my sadness. I looked at my Siberian Husky, Diesel, and said, "I wish tu could talk. tu could tell me what to do." He could make noises that sounded like he was talking, but he couldn't talk like a person. One day, I saw a pocket knife, and I don't know what I was thinking, but I made some cuts on my leg. It really hurt, but the pain gave me something to focus on other than how lonely I was. It made me forget about all the bullying....for a brief period. I kept doing it. I later heard a song by...
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When I started the sixth grade, things seemed to be going smoothly. At lunch time, a group of kids invited me to sit with them. I thought, I'm going to have new friends. Yay! I told them about growing up in Illinois. They didn't make fun of my accent. They explained that the Midwestern accent is the accent that doesn't offend anyone. That's why most newscasters are Midwestern. I said, "Okay. Cool." One of them asked, "What kind of música do tu listen to?" I told them, and I named a few bands that I liked. Another one of them said, "It's not 1980. Those bands shouldn't be a thing anymore." I...
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When I started the fifth grade, I was dreading it. I heard that the fifth grade teacher was really mean. I thought, Is it possible that she could be worse than my fourth grade teacher? I told my aunt about my fears. She said, "Autumn, don't worry, dear. Maybe she's nice. Just give her a chance, okay?" I said, "Okay." On the first día of school, the teacher noticed my Beatles t-shirt. She said, "Darling, I amor tu already!" I said, "Okay, then." I had recently gotten glasses, because I had trouble seeing without them, especially from a distance. Some of the kids called me "glasses". She said,...
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I thought that fourth grade would be good. I thought that when I switched school districts, I would have friends for once. Boy, was I wrong! Fourth grade was one of the worst school years for me. My teacher was the meanest, most hateful human being on the planet. She never hurt me physically, but she was very verbally abusive. One day, during a math lesson, I got a pregunta wrong. She took her ruler, pointed it at me, and said, "Class, at the end of this ruler is an idiot." I felt hurt, but I didn't lose it. "Which end?" I sneered. She said, "You damn bitch! mostrar some respect when tu talk...
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All too soon, I started school. I was actually pretty eager to start. I thought I would make some friends. Instead, I was bullied. When I was five years old, my aunt noticed that I was lonely. She decided to get a perrito, cachorro to keep me company. She found a local breeder selling Siberian Husky puppies. She took me there to meet the puppies. They were all so cute. I couldn't choose one. I never did, because ONE perrito, cachorro chose me. He had rust red and white pelaje, piel and piercing blue eyes. The breeder said, "I think he likes you." We took him home, and I named him Diesel, after one of the perros from the movie,...
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I am proud to say that I have a few good friends. They have been so good to me. They see past my scars. Unfortunately, my life wasn't always this good. This is my story. I was born in 1999. When my mother was pregnant with me, she learned that she had cancer. She refused treatment and chose to have me instead. She wanted me to have an opportunity to see the world, to grow and to learn and make friends. When I was born, I turned out to be exceptionally healthy. I was told my mother's last words to my father were "Promise me you'll take care of our little girl." He smiled and said, "I promise."...
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posted by Peaceandlove67
Before I begin, I'd like to thank 80smusiclover1 for the inspiration.

1. I am generally optimistic, but I wasn't always like that. I had a little help from my friends, especially RocknRollSoul60.

2. When I'm feeling really happy, I tend to start sentences with "dude" and end them with "man." For example, "Dude, I just got a discount on that Beatles CD, man."

3. My least favorito! color is pink. I don't dislike pink, but I'm not crazy about it. You'll never see me wearing a rosado, rosa t-shirt.

4. I rarely wear long sleeves. Sometimes I'll wear a sweater over one. I typically wear a leather chaqueta in the...
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Despite the fact that Louise was kicked out the the hate group, she still had the attitude of one. My parents had to go out of town for a weekend. At one point, Louise began beating me. She then left the house. I packed up some things and went to Gavin's house. Gavin answered the door. I said, "Gavin, I just came to say goodbye." He looked at me curiously and asked, "Where are tu going?" I said, "I'm running away." He became wide-eyed. He said, "Please don't run away! That will only end in disaster. tu might get hurt o worse!" I said, "It doesn't matter." He said, "Quinn, it does matter....
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