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July 14(ish), 2014
By: Ella S.
Today is a very sad day because I had to leave my friends at church and school. That day I miss my friends so much that I cried. Then our family drove to our new house. We parked in our driveway. We unlocked the front door. Then we walked inside. Then we took a little tour around the whole entire house (counts the backyard). It was great.There was one problem. Dad saw mistakes that the builders made. He was angry. He did not like that. He yelled at the builders. After that it was my first time sleeping in my huge room all by myself and I was a little bit scared. I couldn’t find a bed on Pinterest or Craigslist or on Ebay so I had to sleep on a mattress with no pillow, just a blanket. I felt so cold in the middle of the night. Tomorrow was my first day of school in 3rd grade. I met the teacher. His name is Mr. L. We don’t actually call him Mr. L. He has a different name but we don’t want to share private information. Sorry about that. I was super excited. I couldn’t sleep but I could kind of sleep but I woke up in the middle of the night because I had a bad dream. I called my mom. She almost couldn’t hear me. But she didn’t come but it was okay, I knew it because the Holy Ghost was comforting me. I woke up that morning at 6 o’clock in the morning. I was tired. I was not bellowing at my dad but I schlepped down the stairs with my eyes shutting on me. I almost fell down the stairs because I was very tired and I couldn’t believe my dad woke me up at that time because it was too early and I couldn’t. But I didn’t want to go to school I wanted to pretend I was cool sick but my dad said you’re going to be fine. You’re just nervous and you have butterflies in your stomach. I said No but I was lying to him. Just wanted to shake things up. Then we drove for school. It was called NFP. (Still, we don’t want to share private information.) I walked to my classroom with my mom and my dad. Then we met Mr. L. I was crying to my Mom and Dad because I was going to miss them. I just wanted to go in the bathroom and wanted just to stay there for the whole school day because I had really bad butterflies in my stomach. This was like the worst day of my life at a new school. It felt like I was starting a new life but new lives are okay because in a few years you might get used to it. Then my mom and my dad had to leave. I wanted to leave with them. But I could not. I still was crying as soon as I sat by my desk. I’m afraid that boys might start looking at me and thinking I’m weird or something. Then I realized something. It was someone that looked like we could become friends. I walked near her desk just walking around the class because I was pretending I tried to get a tissue and then I looked on her desk and her name was S.C. (still private information). Then the next day I still had to sleep on the mattress. And the next time I came I kind of became used to it. Then I met S., she was right there in my face looking for a friend. Then she looked at me. I was smiling and she was smiling. Because she thought we were going to become friends. Then we did. We made her a BFF bracelet with a note telling her my private information just to call her or have a playdate. I felt a warm feeling in my heart. It was the Holy Ghost giving me a warm feeling instead of Satan tempting me (trying to tell me to not become friends because he wanted to make my life worse because he didn’t want me to have any friends and he wanted my life to become worse.) Here’s a picture:
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