So I have some good news: my mum got a new job in Auckland. Do you know what that means? WE ARE MOVING! It couldn't come at a better time considering the name calling has gotten worse. I mean, the Cow physically assaulted me and got away with it! Every time I tried to defend myself, it got worse. You have no idea how hard losing Danny to the flock of sheep hurt me. Of course she wasn't my only friend, I had others. Unfortunately they all joined the flock eventually too. So I have nothing left here.
After days of begging, Dad promised not to tell Mum about the bullying. He's caught me bawling my eyes out more than once, but before Mum notices he sits with me and talks it all out. Dad is like the best friend I will never have right now. Without him and your guys support I don't know how I would have made it through these tough times. So now I can think positive. New city, new school, new life. Nobody will know me and it will be a complete fresh start.
As always, good news is followed by bad news. I am having my braces for another three months. THREE WHOLE MONTHS. I was supposed to get them off in two weeks, but NOPE. The orthodontist said my teeth aren't ready.
And to end on a good note: Marianne escaped the twelvie phase and has successfully slipped into the stage of being a dramatic year nine. Even so, she is better. We can take a family portrait now without any hitches.
My room is in boxes at the moment. I feel as though I am too eager to leave because everyone else hasn't even started packing yet. Oops.
-Louise.
