Someone shot a hole in my wall!

One day, I was in my house, in my room, sleeping. Then I heard a

I awoke with a start and looked at the wall.

Near the floor, someone had shot a large chunk out of my wall!

Panic caused adrenaline to course through my body. Was my sister OK? Her room was right next to mine.

Then I wondered, how could they have shot a hole in my wall without being in her room first?

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Then I woke up.

Ha! I was just dreaming.

- Amelia

PS: I also had this weird dream where I was shot in the back simultaneously 3 times. I think I'm going to stop watching violent movies.

I love my crippled dog!

 I have a dog. Her name is Nellie.

She is super cute and adorable and old and lazy.

But I love her because she is my dog.

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Nellie took a trip to the dentist to get her teeth cleaned. She needed this badly, because her breath STANK! Imagine rotting fish, and there you go...

When we picked her up from the vet, we learned that they had to put her under in order to clean her teeth, and that she was very tired. Nellie did look very sleepy, but also very scared. No surprise there! Vets are scary, like doctors...

The plus was, no more stench!

It was time for my tennis class in the cold. I love tennis, but not tennis while I'm freezing. Of course, we never stand around in tennis, and running keeps me warm.

I had an average class. So-so. Nothing to talk about. My dad came and picked me up.

It was then I learned the news.

Nellie had slipped on our hardwood floor and dislocated her hip. It was assumed that she was going through her normal vacuum cleaner routine (eating crumbs off the floor when she slipped.) My mom came into the room, compelled by her cries. She saw poor Nellie dog pushing herself along the floor by her front legs, squealing.

She was rushed to the vet and tested, and they decided about her hip. They put her under again and popped it back in. (Actually, being tired from her teeth cleaning probably caused her to slip)

They then put a bandage on her. Nellie had to stay in a crate to heal her hip.

                                  

We had to hold her bandaged leg when she had to go to the bathroom. I avoided this job. I didn't want to be peed on!

We also had to be careful. If her hip popped out again, we'd have to put her down.

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Nellie is much better now. She still has to stay confined, but her new crate is actually a stroller for dogs: 

She also has little doggie booties so she won't slip on the floor:

Aren't they cute? Nellie was confused when we put them on her, though. She stood there like:

We think Nellie will heal. After all, her crippled back, left hind knee, and right hind knee healed...

Wish Nellie luck! Crossing my fingers for my puppy!

- Amelia

DO NOT SEND VALENTINES (Guest post by CC!)

 Hiiiiii Everyoneeee! It's CC! I'm writing a post for The Triangle, yay! It's such a great honor, blah blah blah, anyway, here goes:

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Johnny. In forth grade, he was one of my first crushes. <3 I loved him so much that I sent him an anonymous candy gram, reading,

 

I only told my three BFFS, Rachel, Amelia, and Nicole, trusting them to keep my secret.

But someone told someone else, and soon the whole school knew (Psh, dumb luck.). I started getting teased. (Ooooooooooooooh! CeeeeeeeeCeeeeeee!) and (CC and Johnny, sitting in a tree!), ect. :P

 

I confronted my BFF's, but none would fess up to being a blabber mouth. But it's OK, guys, I forgive 'ya.

Anyway,

Walking home from school years later I passed a steamy, red-faced Johnny (He had PE in the hottest part of the day - right before school gets out). I said (stupidly),

 

You look hot. 

Of all the intelligent things to say to a guy surrounded by his buddies. All the boys (and Amelia!, grrr) laughed their heads off. Of course, I meant he looked over-heated... but... God that was stupid of me. I was the one that walked away looking hot (overheated-wise, naturally...).

Ugh.

- Cecelia "CC" Smith :D