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I’m kinda worried that people are gonna think my friend and I are dating

Sun, 17 May 2026 18:32:14 +0000

I’m in 7th grade and 7th graders like to make drama out of everything

I can’t wait to get to hang out with him on our school trip, though!

Until dusk…

~ Umber <they/them>

he said I was his one true friend

Sun, 17 May 2026 06:16:57 +0000

I’m so glad I mean something to my irl friend, V

He also said that E doesn’t really have any friends that actually treat him well… I wish I could be a friend for E who is actually good, but I have no idea how to reach out anymore. That window has long passed.

One of V’s close “friends” is starting to really dislike him because V is bi and that “friend” is homophobic

V also said that E isn’t all that good at treating his friends well either… I guess he hasn’t ever had nobody to talk to and no friends so he doesn’t understand…

But also, my former crush, who’s E’s friend hit E before and like not as a joke and just doesn’t treat him well at all, yet he refuses to stop being friends with her.

My god, I can’t believe that I used to have a crush on that girl. She makes the most disrespectful comments about autism and is just rather mean in general.

People are just jerks :(

But not V

He’s a good guy

:)

Oh shoot, look at the time! Time to sleep. Fr this time.

If you see me log back on to kt within the next few hours after making this post, be disappointed in me.

Until dusk…

~ Umber <they/them>

When I Need You Most, Chapter Four

Sun, 05 Jun 2016 17:14:49 +0000

I though back on what Dad had said. Both? Wait- Mom must think I'm going to go missing too!

No way. Mom's scared, I know that, but she's not stupid. She knows I can take care of myself. There's no way!

But I realized, there is a way. Maybe fear is tormenting her mind into hallucinations. But what could be adding to her already defined fear? Time for some detective work. I crept into her and my Dad's room closing the door behind me. I heard them arguing downstairs. Good. They'll have to focus on their argument. I checked her computed history, signing in as her. (username: AshlynnCrawford712 password: sharkattack). Pottery Barn, Directions To Old Navy, Weather Report... boring Mom stuff. Then I checked her phone (password: 1985). Nothing of interest. After doing the same thing with my Dad's devices, I checked all her books and behind the bookshelf. By the way, I must sound like a total creep since I know their passwords, but it's just that both of my parents don't keep their passwords very secret. While looking through the bookshelves, something fell out from between two books. A newspaper clipping. And what it read made me gasp with fear.

Normal Chapter 4

Fri, 08 Apr 2016 20:03:02 +0000

Normal Chapter 3:

"Oh hello the best-teacher-of-all-time!" Katie said with her sweet-as-sugar-and-fake voice. I hate it when she does that. I bet she was wearing an illeagally hunted pink sweater and underneath it was a sparkly white shirt. She was wearing Arizona jeans and night black riding boots. I am such a mess compared to her. I have a pink unironed shirt on with overalls and have my white plain old sneakers which were doodled all over. I apparently have nothing to spark the sparkle in my boring green eyes and my hair was dark brown.If you see me and Miss Katie together and you think we look alike, you have thinking problems. "Oh, hello there my all-time-favorite-junior-librarian!" Miss Katie replied. I stayed hidden behind the bookshelf listening to their not-so-exciting conversation. Sadly, Miss Katie's favorite student is 'sigh' Katie, not me. Lucky life I'm having. "do you have any books on how to ride horses? My waiter, Bushò is going to teach me how to tommorow. I can't wait!" What? Katie? Riding lessons? Tommorow? Is this some kind of joke? I mean, I love jokes but this one is going to be cracking up funny! Katie's the girl who doesn't even want to her boots to get one speck of dirt on it. And I've expierienced horse riding with my best friend, Lisa, before. You'd have to polish your boots everyday. "That sounds exciting! They're in the nonfiction sections AB12-BC12." Thank you!" Katie said, giving Miss Katie a warm hug. Do you have to give a person a hug every time you leave? Ugghh! This girl is giving me the nerves. Big time.

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Small world ch 3

Fri, 23 Oct 2015 14:03:22 +0000

Chapter three: ER Hatred

I'm sitting in the ER waiting room with a hurting arm that's holding up an ice pack on my forehead. It reeks in here. And that obnoxious beeping machine that goes off every five seconds is about to make ME go off. "Bri, we know you're ticked off about this room, and we're sorry, but we have to wait here until we have further news on Rowan," said Cory. I groaned. "How hard IS IT just to let people in a room?" I ask impatiently. Suddenly, as if my words were miracles in verbal form, a nurse walked up and told us that we could come inside. As we walked, I asked, "So how did she end up here?" Cory then explained that the 'sink' I puked into was actually her shoes. And then she tried to back away and ended up slipping in it. Yick! We finally reached the room, and I saw Rowan, with breathing tubes up her nostrils, and a thingy on her finger. And of course, that pale look on her face and that stupid beepy thing. The nurse who's name tag said, 'Vanessa' walked up to us as we entered. Mr. Savage and his wife and son were standing in the room next to her bed. "Well, Little Miss Rowan has taken quite a tumble," said Vanessa. "She had a concussion. And she sprained her ankle. She'll be walking on crutches for awhile and needs to stay in bed rest for a bit but other than that, she should be just fine." She exited. "Great," I whimpered. "This is all my fault," Ranger Rick frowned at me. "No it's not, Bri. Things happen sometimes." "YES IT IS BUCKY MCBOING-BOING IT IS. IT IS ALL MY FAULT AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!!" I shouted at him. Silence hung above the room. A tear struck down my face as I glanced at Rowan, then Peyton. Another embarrassing moment...

TO BE CONTINUED