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 This is the first chapter of the story I started writing. I'm not quite sure what it will be called yet so.... :/

    Hatred. The festering fever of hating. Most people say that Hatred is the devil trying to get into your soul. This is untrue. It is a creature not dead nor alive. My best friend, my one true Key, was lost to Hatred. That is why I must write this down. Others must know her story. They have to know.
  
    I guess the only way to get the point acros is by telling the story in order. Starting with the begining.

    It started with my obsession. I would beg and beg my father to buyt me a wood block, and if he refused, I would go out and chop one of my own. From there, I proceeded ot carve a 4x2 inch rectangle, half an inch thick. For a while, I was stuck with these blocks. These empty blocks. Everytime I saw the stack of them in my empty swisher box, I would get angry. Frusturated, that I could not quite figure out what they were supposed to be.

    That is when I met HER. Sara Robinson. The minute I looked into those parkly baby-blue eyes, it was obvious. I went up to her and said "Hi, I'm Navid. Navid Julazadeh."

    "Hi, I'm Sarah. Sarah Robinson."

    I couldn't tell if she was mocking me or not.

    *That's ridiculous* I thought to myself. *Nobody is happy enough to crack a joke at 7 in the morning on the first day of school*

    Boy was I wrong.

    The conversation continued almost as awkward as it had begun. Every once in a while, Sarah would laugh. A beautiful laugh, which sounded like a mix between windchimes and silver bells.

    Right as she laughed for the 4th time (I had been counting), the bell rang. We went inside and started our first day of school.

    To this story, school is mostly irrelevent, therefore it shall be almost entirely left out. So don't think that me and my new friend Sarah were skipping or something.

    After school, Sarah walked home with me, and used her cool flippy keyboard phone to text her mom saying where she was going, and that she would be home by 5. As soon as we got through the door, we were bombarded with questions from my mom. After introducing the two (as cliche as it sounds), my mom made us chocolate chip cookies and milk and sent us up to my room.

    We sat on my bed and talked about school, friends, and family. Sara was an only child that lived with her single working mother. Her father was a drunk and had run off to Canada before she was even born.

    To me, this sounded much more fantastic than my own story-book life. I lived in a giant house, with my mom and dad. My dad taught at the local university, and my mom sold handmade goods at the Tuesday market in town.

    After a while of getting to know eachother, I took our empty plates and glasses downstairs. When I came back up, I found her sitting on my bed with my Swisher box full of blocks laying open on her lap. I intantly turned bright pink.

    "What are these?" she asked

    "I don't really know. I've been making them lately." I say in response

    "You know what they look like?"

    "What?" I ask, curiosity building in my chest

    "Doors."

Day Two

Sigh.... this is my second post and I am HOPING that this blog will begin to be well known. I'm posting it on all of my social networking sites. My dear (nonexistant) followers: my facebook is under the name Reshea Rose Rodriguez. I also have a Plurk and it would help greatly with my karma if you followed me. it at www.plurk.com/ririrodriguez thanks! so today was My first day of creative writing, and it was AWERSOME! Other notes, Mrs. Woods (my journalism teacher) lectured us for a full 45 minutes about effort. It was miserable. Today at recess I realized that my hair was getting frizzy and I freaked. After school, I went to club beyond with Traysa, Sophia, and a few others. For those who are unaware, Club Beyond is an afterschool thing at the chapel for middle schoolers. We play games and listen to music and such fun things that bored pre-teens do... :) bye!

First Post

Yay! This is my first post on my brand spanking new blog! Today was a FABULOUS day at school, and it was an E day! My classes today went in the following order:

E block- Math with Mrs. Hernandez, which was kind of dull, but then again it ALWAYS is.

F block- Autocad with Mr. Early, and we had a "bomb threat" A.K.A. a drill. Jonathan and I kept shouting "OH NO EMMA HAS THE BAMBAS!"

G block- Science with Miss Buford. in this class, there was a new girl who is completely AW3S0M3!

Seminar- with Mrs. Keppler. This teacher is a substitute for Mrs. Ray, who had breast cancer and went back to the states on medical leave. Today my friend Chloe told me that she will be coming back in December, and Mrs. Keppler will leave. :'( in this class we had an assembly, then my whole grade went to the library.... I still have no idea why. Bye!