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Final Farewell

We all stood there, staring into a deep grave as Amber Boswell was put to rest. Cindie clutched onto Callie for dear life, while Sonali put a bouquet of perky white daises on the grave of a perky woman. I sniffed, I didn't know her but I had been crying a lot. Crying for Cindie and Sonali. "Goodbye, Mother." Sonali's voice cracked as a single tear slid down her cheek. Chrissa walked up behind her best friend and hugged her tight. Charity noticed my solemn state and nudged my shoulder. "You okay?" She asked. I shook my head. "Why not?" She asked again, her voice showing her concern. "I mean, that could have been my mom. I don't know, I guess it's kind of me regretting all those years I didn't spend with my mom." I sighed. "Have you called her lately?" She asked. "Yeah, we talk once a week now, but every time I hang up that phone, the reality sets in that I'm not with my mom anymore." I stated as we made ...

Mother

I walked, solemnly into Cindie’s room. We don’t talk a lot regularly, but she didn’t come to school today and I was worried. “Cyn?” I asked, using her nickname. ”Yeah?” She asked, turning around. I looked a little closer and her eyes were red and puffy and she was clutching onto a tissue like it was her last lifeline. “What’s wrong?” I asked, rushing to her side and sitting down next to her on her bed. “My Mom.” She whispered. “What about her?” I asked. “She’s….. Dead.” Cindie said, then began sobbing on my shoulder. My eyes widened, her mom? DEAD? I never met Cindie and Sonali’s mother, but I heard she was a sweet and caring woman. Oh my goodness, Poor Cindie. I immediately grabbed Cindie and hugged her. ”Cynthia, I am so sorry.” I sniffled, using her real name. “She was my mom, Prudence.” She sobbed into my shoulder. “H-how?” I asked, stuttering. Death is not one of my favorite things, and talking about it makes me scared and very depressed. “She had very severe pneumonia.” She screa...

Worse Times Get Worse

"School. Meh." I muttered under my breath as I hurried down the hallways. If I was late to Art Class one more time Mrs. Freemont would have my head on a platter. I was almost there, when I heard footsteps walking behind me. I spun my head around almost automatically and saw Nathan, my boyfriend whom I haven't seen in what seems like twelve million years. "Nathan?" I asked, a smile dancing on my lips. "Prudence, we need to talk." Nathan's face was serious. "About what?" The smile fell flat. He said nothing, just grabbed my hand and pulled me into the Choir room where we would have Chorus 2 hours later. "I don't think you and I are right for each other." He said, quickly, like that would have it hurt less. My heart dropped and I opened my mouth to say something, but he halted me and continued. "You're an awesome girl, Prudence, and one lucky guy's going to meet you and win you over, but that guy isn't me....

Family Ties

GOSH, it's been a while hasn't it, my lovely friends? I AM SO SORRY! Do you know when school just gets SO crazy and hectic and it's the only thing you can focus on and that's because you HAVE to? That's my life. In.A.Nutshell. No news on when Annabelle is coming home, but we DID find out that her sister, Mikayla, is going to be joining Julie, Rebecca and Elizabeth's family! YAY! Gosh, all of these posts are so short. I'm sorry you guys, but hey, you have to do what you have to do, right? I HATE HOMEWORK!!!!!!! **Prudence..**

Dig A Story

"PRUDENCE!" Charity whispered. I turned my head to her, we were sitting in the Living Room. I was watching TV while she was on her laptop. "What?" I whispered back, questioning why we were whispering in the first place. "Let's try to find out who Melanie wants to get next." Charity beamed. "YES!" I whisper-yelled. After a few clicks and searches, we had our girl. "Got her!" Charity beamed. I grabbed my glass of Dr. Pepper and took a sip of it while looking. Yeah, the drink wasn't in my mouth for so long. You guys, ANNABELLE FREAKING MARTIN WAS ON THE SCREEN! Remember, the girl who stole Sonny and Kenna away from me? OH. MY. GLEE. I was about to kill someone "WHY DID YOU SPIT IT OUT?" Charity asked, looking at me disgusted while she dried herself off with a napkin. "Because, that's, that's, that's........... her ." My eyes narrowed. "What do you have against her?" Charity asked. ARE YOU ...

I'm Not Dead

HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY EVERYONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :D [okay, I'm done with overly-spazzy introductions] I'm BACK :] Thank you so much for all of the sweet 'get well soon's' and all of that jazz. ILOVEYOUALLWITHEVERYINCHOFMYHEART. And just so this isn't a TOTAL waste of a post....... I HAVE SOME BIG NEWS! Okay, well, don't tell anyone this but........ MELANIE'S GOING TO GET A NEW DOLL! SHE'S NOT DONE COLLECTING! She won't get this 'new doll' for a while, BUT STILL!!!!!!!! Okay, well I have to go eat dinner! Blogz ya laterz! Charity - fail. Prudence - WIN. **Prudence..**

Get Well Soon Letters...?

Hi everyone, Sonali here. Assuming most of you have read Chrissa's post about this whole ordeal. You will know that Prudence is in a coma. If you don't, well there you have it. A Coma. She got hit by a car and had massive head trauma, which caused her to fall into a coma. Well, Charity and I got this idea. Since she has all of you guys, we figured, maybe that you guys would want to drop her get well soon comments.....? Like, so when she gets better, she can smile and realize that you guys didn't forget about her. I know Prudence, and I know that it would make her feel a heck of a lot better if you guys did that. :) Thanks in advance, Sonali