Today is my last Free-Write Friday. :( So saddening. I will miss my homework, 6:00am bus ride, and my uniforms. NAH JUST KIDDING! No, what I'll really miss is my friends, teachers, and my tigers as the eighth graders leave and I become a big kid again. This summer is going to be amazing though. I am not going to have one day of rest, because all it's going to be is sports, camps, clubs, plane flights, car drives, swimming, and camping. Nothing else could make this summer better. I already have just what I need, and it's going to stay that way. I am so happy today is Friday! Although I only have 2 days off I have 2 WHOLE MONTHS coming up here soon. Here in Fresno it's so hot. Everyday I go home and swim. Then of course....homework. But, just to think, no homework in like a week and a half. I only have one B, and if I can raise it....IPHONE 4S HERE I COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Plus, my birthday is on Sunday so I am going to have one heck of a weekend. I am so excited to be 13! I have a list of all the movies I am going to watch with my friends! Man! This summer is going to be A-MAZ-ING!!!!!!!!!!!!
Finally I'll get to sleep in, party all day, stay up all night, eat lots of candy (as if I already haven't eaten enough for a lifetime!), and hang out with my friends WAY more often then I normally do! I am so sad to stop 7th grade, but so happy to start a summer! I am dying waiting for when the teachers say, "Goodbye we will miss you!" Plus, I can't wait for my new baby sister! The day after school she's going to arrive. Yay! My whole family is so exited!...including me, even though I'll have to share my "birth-month". It's okay though...I have a whole summer! Bye readers! Thanks! I hope you learned a lot! See you next year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
     "The park? It's November." My aunt Luna stared blankly at my cold face. "Yes," I tried to sound casual. "No Riley, you need some sleep." She tossed me a blanket. "No," I said pushing it away, "I'm serious." I honestly was.  "No, I'm serious. It's November and freezing." I rolled my eyes and whined, "But all I've done is sat on the couch and thrown homework around. I haven't even seen-" my voice broke. "Who?" Luna nudged me, "Riley?" I started to cry but held back my third tear. "Kate." I wiped my eyes with my sleeve, "Kate Rodgers." My aunt Luna smiled, "I'm sure we can work something out." 
"Tonight?"
"Honey, you'r tired. It's 11:00 pm. It's time for bed." I coughed, "Luna I need to see Kate. It's been almost a year, she's in eighth grade!" My tear started up again. "You're a thunderstorm Riley-" she was cut off by Jacob walking through the front door. "Jacob!" I screamed. He looked really startled. "What?" he asked dropping his coat. "You need to take me to Kate's hou-"Not tonight." Luna pulled me off of Jacob with a huge tug. "NO!" I screamed as if someone was burning me. "RILEY!" Luna yanked me onto the couch. I was stuck and couldn't
 
     It took about a year to finally move on... for my whole family. My aunt Luna came and stayed about 6 weeks and basically shared a room with me but used Jacob's when he was out-which tended to be most of the time. My aunt Luna cooked while my mom worked-she recently found a job at a clothing store-and took me to school. When I finally stopped going to school, we started home-school and that was sure a dread. Aunt Luna went from cooking to homework in five seconds, and I constantly had potato crumbs and spills of my sheets. My dog went nuts. My mom started an online clothes store and stopped working at the one down town. She had a really hard time sewing so Aunt Luna saved the day again. My Aunt Luna seemed to know it all but never seemed stressed...How jealous I was! My mom felt like she could just start a business and soon enough catch the hang of things, but everything just turned out to be another thing for Luna. One night when Jacob took my mom to the park for a picnic-she was on the verge of losing it again- I found Luna relaxing on the sofa. "Luna...?" I asked. She jerked her head up and rolled her eyes to look at the ceiling when she saw the homework I was holding. She patted the seat next to her, "What do you say we just give up this whole 'homework' thing." I smiled shyly, "It wouldn't get done even if we didn't." Luna grabbed half my stack of papers and smiled, "One three, we are going to throw these stupid papers behind us... literally and mentally. And leave them there." I relaxed in the couch and steadied my papers in my hand. "One, two, THREE!" I thought the papers would fall a lot quicker but Luna laughed and pointed out the pages we had spent countless hours on before they hit the ground. "So much for Algebra." I hugged Luna and she stared at the large snow papers we had int he living room. "Even when things go, we have to let them go, or else we find ourselves stuck and going nowhere." It was quiet. It was sweet. And it was the most amazing thing other than playing on-top-of the baseball sand. 
     It was when I realized I needed to go back. Because I left something there.
 
     It was just before school started up again my father died. He died tragically and didn't deserve what happened. My family was so hurt. Sometimes, it was hard to get out of bed in the morning. Coming back from the funeral was the hardest. Seeing all my dad's letters, clothes, and memories made me want to disappear... to anywhere. My mom was just as bad as I was, she didn't make any meals, do the laundry, or clean the house. My brother half the time was busy, but you could tell he wanted to comfort my mom or disappear like me. It was only after about two-and a half weeks he asked me to help him with dinner. We served some to mom, who we hadn't seen in days. She was sitting on her bed, the sheets tangled and half of them on the floor. Her face was pale and traces of tears were visible from her door. I carried a tray and my brother balanced the food on his arm. We set it down; she looked away, then we slowly left the room. "Why is it so easy for you to forget what happened?" I asked Jacob. He glared at me and through his teeth he said, "I didn't forget. I'm trying to though." he stormed into the kitchen then kicked a chair over. I ran to pick it up, but I was just as bad and threw it back down, I started to get weak then ran to the couch only to curl up and try and forget everything like Jacob... it was harder than it looked. When something you've had your whole life, leaves, you can hardly live without it. Jacob didn't stop. As I curled up, I heard the kitchen cupboards fly open and things pile to the ground. This was what "miserable" must have felt like.... no dictionary term needed.