Adien

Month apart my cousin big blue eyes look like the Lake with the white caps in a big storm that comes once or twice a year in the valley we call home. When he comes once a year we have more fun that i would have all summer. But he is more than a cousin he is like a brother we almost never fight when we are together. Swimming i the big blue lake. The docks fights are so much fun! we get push shoved thrown off the old dock with Bree keen by older cousins like Tyler or holly and my big lovable grandfather. When we come to back to the camper we have lunch waiting for us on the purple pincnet table sourdough bred sandwich with iceberg lettuce with Orange cheater cheese and mananas on it made with love by Aunt Lori.



Later on that day seeing Adien sitting by the campfire with no fire in the pit i was still day light sitting a few friends from Todd's tent town and Bree keen and eating potato salad and Cinnamon toast crunch. was Adien and i were fighting over the potato salad Bree stole the Cinnamon toast crunch than i notice that they were gone!! but then we saw Bree just had it ha-ha as we all laughed at this funny situation. Then Adien and i went to the petro can in Peachland by IGA and A&W at the petro can we bought a slush each and a chocolate bar well Adien did i bought skittles the topical kind not the original kind i don't like them as much as the tropical. as we bike home some how Adien all ways bets me and don't know how??? near the end of the exciting day i had with Adien my cuz but i know that tomorrow will come and i will see him and will have an more exciting day than we had today!! and that is a promise ha-ha!

Good Bye

Driving up to the vets office with hope that my little Oliver would survive this trip to the vet. You see my cat Oliver might be put down today. So we walk in the vet we were taken in to the the room Oliver was cared into the room. When i looked into his eyes ware i used to look everyday and see happiness in those big chocolate eyes but now lifeless. My mom almost in tears i could see the proud shoulders slowly go in to a slouch and looked away. As we sit with our tabby cat Oliver. Stroking his soft fur. That when i would sleep lay beside my little face. Oliver faced looked up at me on the couch and him on the floor with the little life he had left in him he jumped on to the chouch were me and my crying mom were sitting. As he knew that this was his last time with us his loving family we stroke him and the vet said i am sorry but we have very thing ready Mrs.Pelland mom looked at me and sorry they tried everything to save him but they could not i understand i said with fighting the tears behind my eyes the vet said do you want to see him go my mom said it is up to her i sad no it would be to much for me as we stroke our Oliver for the last time ever i gave him a kiss and said goodbye my Ollie. as we dived out of the vets office i said i Will see you again Oliver.

My Tortures of thr Night

The sound of the blender at 5:30am in the morning awakes me and it sounds like a ice crusher at store. Also makes me stay awake until i have to get up at 7:00 am for school. It is the heater that Grandma turns off before she goes to bed at 9:30 or 10:00 at night that wakes me up and drives me nuts with the silights of the house and the drak ness. I will have that dream that you are fall and falling and falling and felt that the air is rushing beneath me as I fell to my horible doom. Then i wake up and fall off my bed on to the ground. I awake my pet dog Rocco and he licks me until he knows i am fine and not hurt. Then he hop's on to my bed with a bounce and sleeps with me until around five in the morning when grandpa tells him to get off. Then puts him out side until he goes to work at 6:30am.

The snoring of my two grandparents are like two elephants blaring there trunks like trumpets in the band room. Most of that time it makes me wake and it makes me stay wake until I can dose back to sleep.