Walking to school with Bridget was fun. At least, it was as much fun as my mind allowed me to have. Of course it wasn't nice to see all the upturned trees and the damaged houses from the hurricane - but besides that I loved to see the leaves falling to the ground, and the smell of autumn in the air.
But, wait, I totally forgot why I HATE Autumn.
Aha, just kidding.
How could I forget why I *HATE* autumn?!
Well, you all know already.
You know very well. I hope..
"Is something bothering you?" Bridget poked me in the rib.
I laughed half heartedly. "Nope! .. Everythings fine!" I lied with fake enthusiasm.
"Okay!" Bridget brightened, and she took my hand and we skipped like little schoolgirls to the brick building of the junior high, laughing the whole way.
But every laugh had a little nagging voice inside of me - each laugh made the voice louder and louder. "Don't abandon Bethie!" the voice screamed inside of me. "Imagine everything she's done for you!" It told me. My skips faltered as I listened to the voices inside of my head. "No!" I told the voices. "Bethie is gone.. she.. she.. she's forgotten about me."
"Uh, Sonny?" Bridget had to stop and poke me again. "You're talking to yourself." She reminded me.
"Oh, right.." I said, giving an apologetic smile. "Its a bad habit of mine - sorry."
-Sonali
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Hurricane
The trees banged against the window. The moans of the wind grew louder.
Chrissa shivered under her blanket. She was curled up against the corner of Julia's bed. "Its so scary, Erin." She whispered. I watched as Erin sat up against Chrissa and looked out the window. "Its all okay, Chrissa. This storm's a baby one. We can handle it."
Chrissa smiled hopefully and faced the window. "Yeah.. yeah, we can handle it."
Erin grinned.
I was sitting at the low japanese eating table with Felicity and Elizabeth. Chrissa, Erin and Ruthie were snuggled on top of the bed. Kirsten had gone to get some more blankets. Kit was cheerfully making hot cocoa for us all - the storm didn't bother her one bit, as long as she got her large share of hot chocolate. Julia had gone to sleep on the big shelf on the bookcase, for her fear of hurricanes and storms was too great for her to bear.
Yes, we were in the middle of a hurricane. Yes, it was scary.
My only comfort was knowing that somewhere in the world, someone was enjoying a nice walk on a sunny day or tanning with an iced lemonade.. ahh, that would be nice.
I can't even go outside for AGMA photos - Grace swears I will be swept out of her hands - and no, she wasn't kidding.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
In The Middle - Bio #2 - Felicity Anne Merriman
Full name: Felicity Anne Merriman
Birthdate: December 25th
Born in: A small rural town in Louisiana
Date Grace recieved her: Decembeth 25th, 2006
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The house was quiet except for the sound of Felicity's adoptive father doing his lawyering business upstairs on the laptop. Felicity's pen scratched across the paper. Homeschooling was boring. But as soon as she was done she got to go outside and play. Felicity suddenly wrote faster. One thing Felicity loved was to be outside. Nature was fun. Felicity wasn't the green thumb must-garden-all-the-time type -- she just hated being stuck inside. Unlike her fraternal twin Elizabeth, Felicity didn't enjoy sitting on the couch googling audition times and listening to the next hit songs. Felicity.. well.. she preferred being outside where she could hear the sounds of things that were NOT made by mankind - the river, the birds, or the crackle of leaves on the ground. Being perched on one of the highest branches of her favorite apple tree was the way she liked to spend the rest of her afternoon.
5"1 feet high, with dirty auburn hair and un-naturally green eyes, Felicity Merriman was a very proud person. Not too many insecurities except for the rare envy or two. Felicity was a star student, excelling in math and English. Felicity loved a good book. Her favorite was Little Women. She tried to model herself after the main character, Jo.
One thing Felicity didn't love was her parents. Her parents were dull, boring, and didn't like any fun. The reason Felicity resided herself to the outdoors all the time at first was because she didn't have a single thing to do - nowadays it was just a habit out of instinct.
At the age of 10 Felicity noticed Elizabeth wasn't her normal self. Liz didn't hold her head up as high, and didn't offer to help clean up after supper. She just went straight to the bunk room she shared with Felicity. Felicity knew something was coming.
Later that month they made the "escape". The dull parents had packed up and left - Elizabeth had had an outrage earlier that night and they couldn't seem to handle it anymore. Felicity Merriman & Elizabeth Cole hitchhiked, walked, and took trains until they made it to the nearest AGP. After a lot of time, they finally found themselves in a home.
Now Felicity has every tree in the world to climb upon. Elizabeth can learn her voice, act and dance skills as much as she wishes, to her hearts content.
(Sorry, I apologize, this was one of the less good posts - but either way, woot! 101 posts! If only Bethie were here to enjoy it... -.-)
NEXT BIO: KIT KITTREDGE
Birthdate: December 25th
Born in: A small rural town in Louisiana
Date Grace recieved her: Decembeth 25th, 2006
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The house was quiet except for the sound of Felicity's adoptive father doing his lawyering business upstairs on the laptop. Felicity's pen scratched across the paper. Homeschooling was boring. But as soon as she was done she got to go outside and play. Felicity suddenly wrote faster. One thing Felicity loved was to be outside. Nature was fun. Felicity wasn't the green thumb must-garden-all-the-time type -- she just hated being stuck inside. Unlike her fraternal twin Elizabeth, Felicity didn't enjoy sitting on the couch googling audition times and listening to the next hit songs. Felicity.. well.. she preferred being outside where she could hear the sounds of things that were NOT made by mankind - the river, the birds, or the crackle of leaves on the ground. Being perched on one of the highest branches of her favorite apple tree was the way she liked to spend the rest of her afternoon.
5"1 feet high, with dirty auburn hair and un-naturally green eyes, Felicity Merriman was a very proud person. Not too many insecurities except for the rare envy or two. Felicity was a star student, excelling in math and English. Felicity loved a good book. Her favorite was Little Women. She tried to model herself after the main character, Jo.
One thing Felicity didn't love was her parents. Her parents were dull, boring, and didn't like any fun. The reason Felicity resided herself to the outdoors all the time at first was because she didn't have a single thing to do - nowadays it was just a habit out of instinct.
At the age of 10 Felicity noticed Elizabeth wasn't her normal self. Liz didn't hold her head up as high, and didn't offer to help clean up after supper. She just went straight to the bunk room she shared with Felicity. Felicity knew something was coming.
Later that month they made the "escape". The dull parents had packed up and left - Elizabeth had had an outrage earlier that night and they couldn't seem to handle it anymore. Felicity Merriman & Elizabeth Cole hitchhiked, walked, and took trains until they made it to the nearest AGP. After a lot of time, they finally found themselves in a home.
Now Felicity has every tree in the world to climb upon. Elizabeth can learn her voice, act and dance skills as much as she wishes, to her hearts content.
(Sorry, I apologize, this was one of the less good posts - but either way, woot! 101 posts! If only Bethie were here to enjoy it... -.-)
NEXT BIO: KIT KITTREDGE
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Trying To Make It - Bio #1 - Elizabeth Lee Cole
Full name: Elizabeth Lee Cole
Birthdate: December 25th
Born in: A small rural town in Louisiana
Date Grace Received Her: December 25th, 2006
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"Try that note again please, Elizabeth."
Elizabeth fidgeted where she stood. Her voice teacher played the note for her again. She nailed it. Again.
"Very well, Elizabeth Lee." Her voice teacher said.
Elizabeth sighed. Trying to make it into the business from this small heck of a town in Louisiana was no easy task. Nobody was realizing she had talent! It was so unfair. Nobody in that town had an ear for music.
Elizabeth had moved to Louisiana from Williamsburg with her fraternal twin sister Felicity, when she had been 3. Everyone marveled at the two sisters and how they were nothing alike. Felicity spent 80% of her day outdoors, and had stunning green eyes with auburn hair that shined like a firetruck when it hit the sunlight. As for Elizabeth, she spent 80% of her day singing, dancing, or acting. She had blond Barbie hair that reached just above her butt, with eyes blue like the sky. God knows how they had turned out to be twins.
Every day at school, Elizabeth got jostled in the halls and as soon as she turned away from her locker with her books for the next class, a 9th grader would pass by and shove the books out of her hands, sending the papers and pens flying. Nobody understood Elizabeth's love for fame. Everyone in Elizabeth's school wore the same school jacket or the same faded jeans or the same Aeropostale polo - meanwhile she expressed herself out loud with celebrity perfumes, vintage denim skirts, and Hollister tee's that she ordered specially off the internet, paired with tall dark chocolate boots. Elizabeth was always leaving school to go to auditions - the other students never appreciated it. They thought she was the weird musical one. Always.
Felicity had always stayed at the house every day to be homeschooled, so Liz never had her tough & tougher sister at her side when the bullies were at their worst.
By age 10 Elizabeth had almost had enough. Her vocal world was crumbling, her grades were falling, and meanwhile, her sisters homeschooling skills were exceeding standards. So when Liz's caretakers got fed up and then left with most of the girl's belongings, Elizabeth made her escape. She grabbed her most precious things, took her sister's hand, and together they walked to the nearest bus station, and later found themselves on a train to the American Girl factory.
It took a little bit of time, but finally Elizabeth and Felicity were paired up on the list to go to a home.
On a Christmas Day in 2006, an overjoyed brown-haired girl found herself surprised to not only open ONE thin and long AG box, but TWO.
-Sonali
Birthdate: December 25th
Born in: A small rural town in Louisiana
Date Grace Received Her: December 25th, 2006
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"Try that note again please, Elizabeth."
Elizabeth fidgeted where she stood. Her voice teacher played the note for her again. She nailed it. Again.
"Very well, Elizabeth Lee." Her voice teacher said.
Elizabeth sighed. Trying to make it into the business from this small heck of a town in Louisiana was no easy task. Nobody was realizing she had talent! It was so unfair. Nobody in that town had an ear for music.
Elizabeth had moved to Louisiana from Williamsburg with her fraternal twin sister Felicity, when she had been 3. Everyone marveled at the two sisters and how they were nothing alike. Felicity spent 80% of her day outdoors, and had stunning green eyes with auburn hair that shined like a firetruck when it hit the sunlight. As for Elizabeth, she spent 80% of her day singing, dancing, or acting. She had blond Barbie hair that reached just above her butt, with eyes blue like the sky. God knows how they had turned out to be twins.
Every day at school, Elizabeth got jostled in the halls and as soon as she turned away from her locker with her books for the next class, a 9th grader would pass by and shove the books out of her hands, sending the papers and pens flying. Nobody understood Elizabeth's love for fame. Everyone in Elizabeth's school wore the same school jacket or the same faded jeans or the same Aeropostale polo - meanwhile she expressed herself out loud with celebrity perfumes, vintage denim skirts, and Hollister tee's that she ordered specially off the internet, paired with tall dark chocolate boots. Elizabeth was always leaving school to go to auditions - the other students never appreciated it. They thought she was the weird musical one. Always.
Felicity had always stayed at the house every day to be homeschooled, so Liz never had her tough & tougher sister at her side when the bullies were at their worst.
By age 10 Elizabeth had almost had enough. Her vocal world was crumbling, her grades were falling, and meanwhile, her sisters homeschooling skills were exceeding standards. So when Liz's caretakers got fed up and then left with most of the girl's belongings, Elizabeth made her escape. She grabbed her most precious things, took her sister's hand, and together they walked to the nearest bus station, and later found themselves on a train to the American Girl factory.
It took a little bit of time, but finally Elizabeth and Felicity were paired up on the list to go to a home.
On a Christmas Day in 2006, an overjoyed brown-haired girl found herself surprised to not only open ONE thin and long AG box, but TWO.
-Sonali
Friday, September 17, 2010
Grace says..
Sonali got a comment question in her previous blog that she has not enough brain-juice to answer - so I shall answer it for her. ;)
Claire asked to read about how Grace (myself) got all of her American Girl Dolls.
I wanted to know if you were saying you wanted to know the stories I made up about each one of my dolls & what their lives were like before I got them, OR if you wanted to know what time of the year I got them, who got them for me, what year, what order, etc.
I could do both, if you wish!
I started doing personal mini-bios on each doll at the beginning of the year, well, actually Sonali did, but I bet she'd continue them for you if you wish.
Love,
Sonali's Secretary :D
Claire asked to read about how Grace (myself) got all of her American Girl Dolls.
I wanted to know if you were saying you wanted to know the stories I made up about each one of my dolls & what their lives were like before I got them, OR if you wanted to know what time of the year I got them, who got them for me, what year, what order, etc.
I could do both, if you wish!
I started doing personal mini-bios on each doll at the beginning of the year, well, actually Sonali did, but I bet she'd continue them for you if you wish.
Love,
Sonali's Secretary :D
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Hey guys. This is going to make me sound like the worst person ever.
But I'd appreciate a little bit more of feedback on this blog.
Grace, Erin & I all help out together for this. We try our very hardest to think up interesting topics for you guys, take time to take photos once in a while, and right now Grace is REALLY trying to find time to help me make the blogs. Do you realize how busy we are right now?
This sounds bratty to you, but just imagine it you. Maybe you have a YouTube. Nobody comments on your videos. Nobody comments on your channel. Nobody recognizes you as a talented person. It stinks! What we feel right now is just like a waste. We have lots of fun on our blogs, and would never quit just because of this, but we'd like to have some comments as we continue!
Please?
-Sonali
But I'd appreciate a little bit more of feedback on this blog.
Grace, Erin & I all help out together for this. We try our very hardest to think up interesting topics for you guys, take time to take photos once in a while, and right now Grace is REALLY trying to find time to help me make the blogs. Do you realize how busy we are right now?
This sounds bratty to you, but just imagine it you. Maybe you have a YouTube. Nobody comments on your videos. Nobody comments on your channel. Nobody recognizes you as a talented person. It stinks! What we feel right now is just like a waste. We have lots of fun on our blogs, and would never quit just because of this, but we'd like to have some comments as we continue!
Please?
-Sonali
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Not In The Mood
"Hey, Sonali. Why so quiet Sonali? Huh, huh?" Kit poked me relentlessly as I sat on the couch, unmoving.
"Go away, Kit." I said, my voice steely and cold.
"Why so quiet, Sonny Seas?" Kit prodded.
I bet she didn't even realize what she was doing.
"I said, GO AWAY!" I finally turned and blasted her in the face with my scream.
She shrunk back and silently hopped off the couch. I felt bad immediately.
Kirsten looked up at me from her needlepoint across the room and gave me a sad, sympathetic look. I knew that look. I'd seen it given to me many times, over and over, from everyone.
It was a I'm-sorry-you-have-depression-problems look. I hated it.
My phone vibrated.
It was from Annabeth.
"We're having a Glee Club meeting at 5 - don't come, for my sake. -Annabeth" It said.
I looked at the phone for 10 seconds, my eyes blank.
Then I set it down on the sidetable.
Stood up.
And left.
-Sonali
"Go away, Kit." I said, my voice steely and cold.
"Why so quiet, Sonny Seas?" Kit prodded.
I bet she didn't even realize what she was doing.
"I said, GO AWAY!" I finally turned and blasted her in the face with my scream.
She shrunk back and silently hopped off the couch. I felt bad immediately.
Kirsten looked up at me from her needlepoint across the room and gave me a sad, sympathetic look. I knew that look. I'd seen it given to me many times, over and over, from everyone.
It was a I'm-sorry-you-have-depression-problems look. I hated it.
My phone vibrated.
It was from Annabeth.
"We're having a Glee Club meeting at 5 - don't come, for my sake. -Annabeth" It said.
I looked at the phone for 10 seconds, my eyes blank.
Then I set it down on the sidetable.
Stood up.
And left.
-Sonali
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