Useless Wishing...

This is my first time so give it a try please! :D Do vote please!!!
My name is Ivy, I'm 15 turning 16. My life is pretty normal, you're average girl... I live in Canada, Toronto. Everyday I make a wish at 11:11. Even though my wish never comes true, I still do it. Old habit I guess...

Ugh. I hate going to school. Everyone there is so mean, they only care about popularity and status. But not me, not me and my friends. We've been together since kindergarten and for a lot more years.. or so I hope.

*Flashback*
''Like anyone would like you!'' Sneered Hilary. I ran off all the way home with tears streaking down my face. "What's wrong my baby??" "Mama! *sniff * no one at school likes me *sniff sniff* I hate school!!!"

You see? Life for me wasn't easy back then and it sure isn't right now. My birthday is in one week. I doubt there's one person that will have the heart to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! to me. Sigh...

WAKE UP!!! Your gonna be late for school!!!! Who do you think called me? I'm guessing that you think its my mom, but surprisingly it's not her. It's my sister. Shocker huh?

''Mrrrmagra'' "Ouff!" Ouch that hurt...

As I got up from my floor, I went to my closet. "What should I wear?"

In the end I decided to wear a blue tank top and short shorts. Well you can't blame me for my lack of clothing 'cos it's summer. "Hurry up!!" "Okay!!" Gosh my sister is such a big pain the the ears.

My mom is a lawyer and she works late hours so we don't like to disturb her sleep. She's busy but she's the best mom anyone could have.

When my sister and I arrived at school, (She's one year older than I am) a flock of my sister's friends swarmed her. My sister is nice, pretty, and popular and I can't object any of that. It's reality. As for me.. Well I am not popular and pretty but nice. I have brown hair that is ruler straight and big brown eyes. I'm 5'6 so I guess I'm average?
Should I continue?
Yes please! :D
Sure?
Maybe, Maybe not...
Maybe
I'm thinking
No.You Suck
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Published: 7/19/2010
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