Hello, I see you have come across a story. A story which contains wonderful details of life, love, and important events which have occurred. This story also happens to be about me: a fourteen year old girl living her life’s great tale one day at a time. You may simply refer to me as Deidra, however. As I mentioned before, I am a young teen living through the start of a freshman year. I attend a parochial school named “The Savior of Many.” This school is overall decent. There are some flaws in it, however. For instance, if I were to tell you of my view on the students, some are good and others are better left unsaid.
My summer wasn’t typical as my past ones were. This season was rained out and I came down with a bug. These two factors put a damper on my fun. However, two weeks out of my break were exciting. My cousins were visiting and I couldn’t sit down for a minute. It was as if my sedentary ways were being corrected, through games and recreation, created by my relatives. One common idea for fun is swimming in my pool. This is held imperialistically to my cousins, due to the fact they don’t have a pool, of their own. Plus, their town pool’s cost accumulates to a high bill because there are five kids and one adult: My Aunt Anne. I only mention her because my Uncle George is always working. He’s a truck driver, loading and unloading shipments of wood, to houses, businesses, and etc. Thus, he has very little time for a family...