Mollie Emmerson-3

Entry 3

Spring break is supposed to be fun, right? Well mine, so far, is not. Today of all was extremely lonely and boring. *Blah.

On with some of my childhood. I have been daddy’s little girl since day one. Even if my mom took me to the Gerber baby casting commercial because of my curly red hair, goofy smile, and chunky body. I had rolls on my rolls (not even joking).

When I was about four, my hair changed to blonde. I would always play dress up and put nails on to be pretty. I had moved many times by this age, but I like it this way. I didn’t have to worry about friends and trust issues. All I needed then was my family. No one ever knew of the family problems or of my imperfections.

I remember on of my big sisters friends from Colorado would go around picking up cigarette butts and sucking on them. Of course, my sister did it too. They told me I had to try one if I wanted to hang out with them. I did it because by then, I had no one else to hang out with. I’ll tell you why next entry.

When we were in the big state of Colorado, I remember a specific argue with the prettiest girl in school. I was six then. I told her the tooth fairy liked me more because she gave me a dollar and she only got a quarter. Lol I was evil.

Another memory was pretending to be asleep on a bus ride to the zoo. The paramedics had to carry me off the bus and lie me on the bench to do some tests. My kindergarten teacher thought I had died, but the paramedics knew I was faking. They told me if I didn’t wake up, they were going to stick a nine-inch needle through my foot! Yea, I raised straight up!

Those were the funny or happier stories. I don’t want to cry, so I wont say anything about the other memories yet. I have to go to my youth group now, so Muah! Much love to all.