All About Me - Part 1
There is no description, it's just my life.
I don't really know where to start. I guess I could say I found this website called Buzzle and decided to give it a go. I was thinking of something to write and then I thought of something. My whole life is a huge book that pretty much wrote itself and well l I kind of wanted to share it with you guys. First of all my name is Meg Hardie as you can see with the name of the other stories I wrote on this site. My name is Meg Hardie and I have a story to tell. It's sad and funny and the most important thing, it's all true. I was born in 1997 and I guess you can tell I'm 14 years old this year. Through my entire life I have been to two different schools, had a boyfriend for 2 days, had two group of friends who weren't really my friends, had a crazy ass family who fight 24/7, had a crush on my brothers best friend for a whole year and never told him my feelings and had my appendix taken out.
That's my life summed up in a few dot points but to tell you a full story of my life would take longer than you think.
It all started when I was born on 1997 march 5th, it was a cold day as I remember my mother Carmel said to me whenever I ask about my birth. She said she hated me because I came out on one of the coldest days of the year. But how could it have been my fault? Anyway, after she had me my dad brought my two-year old brother Scott in to meet his little sister for the very first time. As soon as he saw me you want to know the first thing he said?
"Put her back, I want a brother"
What a little ass monkey.
Well then again I'm not fond of him either, always bashing me up just because his a bloke and always has to prove his stronger than me and my mum. I also have a big sister who met me that day. Well half-sister, you see my mum married a guy called Garry before she even met dad. She and Garry hit it off and before you know it they were married and happy together for four whole years until they had Courtney.
Then they got a divorce because they apparently didn't love each other anymore. Mum met my dad a few years after that and then they were married; I only wish it was happy. Scott was born in 1995 when Courtney was 8 and mum and dad had a house, a small house with 3 bedrooms but a house nonetheless. When they got pregnant with their favorite child, me, they had to extend the house to make room for me. So thanks to me we have a much bigger house then what we would have had. Thank god for that.
I was named after a person in my mum's favorite book; I can't even remember the name of it. My dad wanted to call me Casey; I guess that just didn't suit me.
Growing up was pretty fun. The latest memory I have was sitting on the little bombers couch in the back room, my dad is a huge bombers fan, and watching Dumbo on the T.V. I was drinking apple juice out of my cup and always asking mum for a refill. It's amazing how I can remember that at such a young age and still feel like it happened just yesterday.
A story my brother and I have been told by our parents was rather funny. The story of Scott on the roof. He always loved to climb up on the roof and knew a very sneaky way how to which he taught me when I was old enough. One day when he was showing me he jumped over the fence and I was shocked as Scott was still young himself. I ran inside and said to my mother and Auntie Lyn
"Stock gone"
After that they ran out to find him and he was hiding in a bush trying to give my mum a heart attack. Ah memories, although I don't remember that.
Well guys I'm tired and am now in the middle of watching one tree hill season four. Later I will Wright more of my great life.
See you around.
That's my life summed up in a few dot points but to tell you a full story of my life would take longer than you think.
It all started when I was born on 1997 march 5th, it was a cold day as I remember my mother Carmel said to me whenever I ask about my birth. She said she hated me because I came out on one of the coldest days of the year. But how could it have been my fault? Anyway, after she had me my dad brought my two-year old brother Scott in to meet his little sister for the very first time. As soon as he saw me you want to know the first thing he said?
"Put her back, I want a brother"
What a little ass monkey.
Well then again I'm not fond of him either, always bashing me up just because his a bloke and always has to prove his stronger than me and my mum. I also have a big sister who met me that day. Well half-sister, you see my mum married a guy called Garry before she even met dad. She and Garry hit it off and before you know it they were married and happy together for four whole years until they had Courtney.
Then they got a divorce because they apparently didn't love each other anymore. Mum met my dad a few years after that and then they were married; I only wish it was happy. Scott was born in 1995 when Courtney was 8 and mum and dad had a house, a small house with 3 bedrooms but a house nonetheless. When they got pregnant with their favorite child, me, they had to extend the house to make room for me. So thanks to me we have a much bigger house then what we would have had. Thank god for that.
I was named after a person in my mum's favorite book; I can't even remember the name of it. My dad wanted to call me Casey; I guess that just didn't suit me.
Growing up was pretty fun. The latest memory I have was sitting on the little bombers couch in the back room, my dad is a huge bombers fan, and watching Dumbo on the T.V. I was drinking apple juice out of my cup and always asking mum for a refill. It's amazing how I can remember that at such a young age and still feel like it happened just yesterday.
A story my brother and I have been told by our parents was rather funny. The story of Scott on the roof. He always loved to climb up on the roof and knew a very sneaky way how to which he taught me when I was old enough. One day when he was showing me he jumped over the fence and I was shocked as Scott was still young himself. I ran inside and said to my mother and Auntie Lyn
"Stock gone"
After that they ran out to find him and he was hiding in a bush trying to give my mum a heart attack. Ah memories, although I don't remember that.
Well guys I'm tired and am now in the middle of watching one tree hill season four. Later I will Wright more of my great life.
See you around.
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