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here's my new story. it only has 4 out of 32 chapter down, but you can start to read it anyways.

The Journal of Happy Downfall

By: Kara White

Chapters:
1. Introductions
2. First day of school
3. First friend
4. Music
5. Strange noises
6. Family visit
7. New friends
8. Accident
9. One gone, 23 to go
10. New student
11. The book
12. A face looking back
13. Weird ways
14. The encounter
15. 17 left
16. Crushes hurt…a lot
17. Anger
18. Black eyes and bloody knuckles
19. Down
20. Happy
21. What happened to me?
22. 10 left
23. I don’t get it
24. How could he?
25. Crushed down to the ground
26. Sadness and Sorrow
27. Three loses and no gains
28. What’s happening?
29. Who’s that?
30. Knock, knock
31. 1 left
32. Not now






2/13/04

Dear Journal,

Well I guess I should start with introductions. I’m Happy Downfall and I’m 15 years old. It’s currently the last day before school starts up again and well, I can’t wait. I know I’m going to make lots of friends. What else? Well I have a mom and a sister. My mom is Kathy and my sister is Sarah. I don’t have a dad, because he died when I was 4 years old. I don’t really remember him though. Well enough about that. I guess you could say that I’m a not regular teen, but it depends what regular is for you. If you think I am one of those teens that sneak out at night, have parties when parents aren’t home, and those drug addicted freaks, well then you have the wrong girl. I’m one of those girls that helps my parents around the house and likes to do the chores. I don’t like homework though because it cuts into my time of working on my biggest project I will ever do. I will create a document of my life in this journal which you are reading write now. I will keep everything that has happened to me everyday for as long as I can. What else can I tell you? Well I live in Wisconsin. My favorite color is green, I like watching the stars and staring off in space to go into my own little world. I also LOVE music!!! It is my life. I might even write my own songs and be in a band some day, but that’s just a dream that I wish would come true. Oh did I also mention that I have the worst luck anyone could have. If I want something to go right it always has to end wrong. Like one time when I was working on a project for my 4th grade Science class and I was just about done when some how my sister came in and wrecked it. What luck there huh? Yeah, I had to redo it and turn it in late. I guess telling your teacher that your little sister ate your project just wasn’t going to work. That teacher was always mean to me though so it really doesn’t bother me much. I think she always tried to fail me on purpose fro some strange reason. Hmmm…what else? Oh yeah. I’m really into art just like I am into music. I have to be doing it all the time or I would go crazy. Really I would. One time when I was grounded and my mom took away my music, I went absolutely crazy. My mom said that I started running down the street screaming that it was the end of the world. I guess that’s why my neighbors thought I was weird. Oh well. Guess it just go’s to show you, never take away something precious to someone and you won’t see them running down the street screaming…or lose a limb. My family is pretty strange. We all have our own way of showing it though. Well, except for my cousin Drake. He’s the emotionless one in he family, I guess you could say. He doesn’t say much though. It’s kind of creepy when your in a room alone with him because all he does is look at you and he doesn’t say anything. It makes you feel like you want to crawl under a rock and die when he just stares at you. It’s so weird. Well let’s get off that topic because it’s starting to give me the chills. Well I guess I should go. Don’t want to fill up this whole journal on the first day.

Sincerely,
Happy Downfall



2/14/04

Dear Journal,

Today was the first day of school and it was boring. My English teacher scares me…a lot. She even made us do work on the first day of school. What kind of teacher does that? Oh yeah, by the way, my mom got a new job. She works as a waitress at this restaurant called The Grill or something like that. She seems to really like to really like it. Oh, and my aunts and uncles are coming in 4 days. We always have a family reunion once a year to get caught up on everything. This is my school schedule:

1st per: Math-Ms. Giddle
2nd per: English-Mrs. Flare
3rd per: Art-Mrs. Frone
4th per: Gym-Mr. Hyte
5th per: Lunch
6th per: Science-Mrs. Blou
7th per: Social Studies-Mr. Thunt
8th per: Music/Choir-Ms. Grace

Most of the teachers are alright except for Mrs. Flare. She’s just plain out mean. My math teacher, Ms. Giddle, acts a little strange. Everyone says that she killed her husband and she kills the kids that say anything about it during her class. I don’t believe it though. It’s just some rumors that spread around school. It’s like you can’t believe anything someone tells you at school. I really didn’t talk to anyone though. I guess you can be all excited and such on the inside, but on the outside you are all shy and you get all embarrassed. That happened to me. It kind of sucks, but I know I’ll be better tomorrow. I just have to get one friend at least. I can’t go through out the whole school year without a friend. That would suck if I did. Well Mr. Hyte made us work our butts off today. He made us run lots of laps and he also made us do all kinds of exercises. It was really tiring. He said it was to see what level of exercise we were at. I think he said that I was at a level 3 out of 5. I’m not the best at gym, but I’m not the worst. Well, I have to go now, cause my mom is calling me and my sister down for diner now and once my mom says something, she doesn‘t say it again. So ttyl.

Sincerely,
Happy Downfall

2/15/04

Dear Journal,

I MADE A FRIEND TODAY!!! Her name’s Lisa and she’s in almost all of my classes. She not in my math and social studies. Her hair is brown and long just like mine. She even loves music and art just like me, but she likes different kinds of music then me. She likes more heavy metal and scream-o and I like more rock-n-roll and alternative kinds of music. I think we will become the best of friends. Well tomorrow will be Wednesday which means we get out an hour early. That will be so awesome. Lisa and me have even set up a play date tomorrow. I’m going to her house after school and we are going to do all kinds of stuff. She told me that she has a dog named Smurf. She gave me a picture and it looked so cute. Oh wait, let me find it and I can’t put it in here.

<a href="http://photobucket.com/images/small%20cute%20dog" target="_blank"><img src="http://i561.photobucket.com/albums/ss55/scottcarmichael_2009/dog-picture-small-dog-adoptable-pup.jpg" border="0" alt="small and cute Pictures, Images and Photos"/></a>
(Me: if is doesn’t show, go to this place: http://i561.photobucket.com/albums/ss55/scottcarmichael_2009/dog-picture-small-dog-adoptable-pup.jpg

There we go. Isn’t he cute. I can’t wait to see him. He’s just the cutest dog I have ever seen. I’ve always wanted a dog, but my mom says no. I wonder why. For English, I have to read a book and then write an essay about it. I chose to read, The Fire Within, because it seemed like a good book. My sister has been spending a lot of time in her room for some reason. I wonder what she’s doing in there. Well, there’s only one way to find out, but I am not, repeat, not, going into her room. Who knows what could be in there. There might be a clone of herself or a giant monkey just waiting to pop out of her room and destroy the world. What? That would be what my sister would do. I swear, she is some kind of alien acting as my sister just waiting to tell the other aliens to come and take over the world. Haha, now that would be a good story to write. I could see it now, Evil Sister Takes Over the World. That would sure be something. But really, I wonder what she does in her room for hours and hours and not coming out unless mom tells her to. It kind of makes me worry about her. Well I really should go before mom yells at me to go to bed. So uh…ttyl…I guess.

Sincerely,
Happy Downfall

2/16/04

Dear Journal,

OMG!!! Lisa’s house was awesome. Her dog is so playful and cute. We did so many things in 6 hours. First she introduced her family to me and then we played on her wii. After that we played with her dog for a bit and then we listened to music and we came up with a song. I’ll write it down in here.

They're gonna clean up your looks,
With all the lies on the books,
To make a citizen out of you.
Because they sleep with a gun,
And keep an eye on your son,
So they can watch all the things you do.

Because the drugs never work.
They're gonna give you a smirk.
'Cause they got methods,
Of keeping you clean.
They're gonna rip off your heads!
Your aspirations to shreds!
Another cog in the murder machine!

They said all teenagers scare the living s**t out of me!
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed!
So darken your clothes,
Or strike a violent pose!
Maybe they'll leave you alone,
But not me!

The boys and girls in the clique,
The awful names that they stick.
You're never gonna fit in much kid.
But if you're troubled and hurt,
What you got under your shirt,
Will make them pay for the things that they did!

They said all teenagers scare the living s**t out of me!
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed!
So darken your clothes,
Or strike a violent pose.
Maybe they'll leave you alone,
But not me!

Whoa yeah!

They said now teenagers scare the living s**t out of me.
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed.
So darken your clothes,
Or strike a violent pose,
Maybe they'll leave you alone,
But not me.

All together now,
Teenagers scare the living s**t out of me!
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed!
So darken your clothes,
Or strike a violent pose,
Maybe they'll leave you alone,
But not me!

Teenagers scare the living s**t out of me!
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed!
So darken your clothes,
Or strike a violent pose,
Maybe they'll leave you alone,
But not me.

(Me: I don’t own this song. It belongs to My Chemical Romance.)

It’ seems pretty good to me. Well after all of that stuff we just hung out more and talked about our lives. I learned a lot more about her. She even told me more about the school and what all the teachers are like and how I should act around them. It’s pretty good advice. Now I know what to do and what not to in each of the classes. I learned that the math teacher likes us to do extra work and do the bonus questions. The English teacher likes to have everything in order and have everyone try their hardest. The art teacher like you to express you’re feelings in your artwork. The gym teacher wants us to try our hardest, and the music teacher wants us to be loud and proud. All the other teachers just want us to pay attention and work our hardest to get good grades. Well I guess I should go now, I have to finish up my homework and then I’m going to sleep. So see ya.

Sincerely,
Happy Downfall