RE: Life of a Pokemon Freak-Now with Chap 5
AUSA-I'm being a
specific ninja though. I'm going to be Shiek.
Also, I strongly
advise(hence the word "advise") you to
not steal my idea.
Jayj4-It wasn't
supposed to be nice...
And no. I'm bein' Shiek.
Kaiserchu-Yah, I'm only passing out candy, but I have a costume, and I wanna wear it.
Chiraami-Poor...guy?
I give my condolences?
shampoothief-You see, if I gave out my location, then all of my fans would immediately start trying to find me. I would be interested in meeting some of you, but not at my house. That would be wierd.
Also, zombies are a bit violent for my taste.
Autumn
(aw-tuh m)
noun
The season between summer and winter; fall. In the Northern Hemisphere it is from the Setember Equinox to the December solstice; in the Southern Hemisphere it is from the March equinox to the June solstice.
I have no idea how this wee-I mean three days have gone by so fast. Well, yah, actually I do.
During the weekend, there was this party that Henry, my little brother, was invited to. We were somewhat shocked, because generally Henry is not invited to parties. (The reason will be shown why)
Well, of course we went, and it was only a few blocks away from our house, so I was able to walk back and forth. My job was too watch Henry, but I took this chance as more of a nice way to update my artistic skill. I did watch as I was drawing though. I know multi-tasking can be somewhat bad for the brain, but my brain compared to Henry’s safety…
Let’s just say it wasn’t much of a contest.
So, my lead in my pencil starts to get pretty dull, and I was too stupid to remember to bring a sharpener with me. So, I followed Henry around, kind of like some misleading guardian angel.
The party was in the kid’s backyard, and there were some kids riding on this wagon that this eleven year old boy was pulling. He didn’t make up the rules, his sister did. She let everyone have a turn at riding the wagon, as long as she rose with them. The sister looked to be around seven, which was only one year younger than Henry. Henry got held back a grade, so I assumed that they were in the same grade.
As I said, she let everyone had a turn on the wagon. One flaw in that sentence, and it has nothing to do with grammar or spelling.
She let everyone on except Henry. She wasn’t letting Henry on because Henry wasn’t as social as everyone else, he hung out by himself a lot. She wasn’t letting him ride because Henry talked to himself. She wasn’t letting him have a turn because Henry wasn’t as bright as everyone else.
She was mistreated my brother because he was autistic.
Of course, with my outraged self, I immediately plopped Henry in that wagon, despite the girl’s complaints. He got his ride and nothing went wrong. But, I still didn’t feel good about the situation. I thought over it again and again throughout the party and realized something.
No matter how hard I tried to protect Henry from how he is treated by others, it will never be enough. Henry will always be autistic and different. He may never fit in. All I could do is help him out through his life.
Now that that is off of my chest, I can get to other things.
It’s Fall Break for me. (That’s the only reason I was able to write this on a Wednesday)
Yah, I’m not going on any super awesome trip to Cuba or anything like that, but I am going to visit my grandparents in Arkansas on Friday. I’m not really looking forward to this. I would much rather stay home. It’s not like I don’t like my grandparents, it’s just that I am socially impaired with relatives of mine who are not part of my immediate family. It always feel like they know so much more about me than I know about them, which generally isn’t the case, but hey, you can’t stop me from being paranoid…
I drew this AWESOME picture of Dratini and this other character from a different anime. I was working on the masterpiece after my science exam, and Dr. Death saw me working on it. She didn’t see the drawing, but she did see how I was the only one drawing in the classroom. She decided to put me to work this weekend by making me draw this stupid poster.
Basically, I need to put
“Don’t Touch!
Talk Nice!
Assigned Area!”
I don’t know why she assumed someone creative was meant to make a poster that sounded like a boot-camp catchphrase. You don’t really need to know how to draw to do this.
But, the job was assigned to me, and I have to do it, no matter how much my playful side wants to have a temper tantrum.
I was SO happy in sixth hour today! Mr. Coyne, my English teacher, decided to let us use the laptops freely, as long as we stayed on appropriate sites.
Oh man, it was like Willy Wonka telling me to eat whatever I want at his factory.
I was
immediately on PokeBeach. It was the very first site I went to. There is something about being able to use PokeBeach at school that just gets me pumped. I yelled as I got off the bus, and ran home.
My long awaited fall break has finally started to pay up it’s joy.