NS-Gwen+G

====Hi, my name is Gwen, and I'm in grade 8 at Nasis. I play alot of instruments and am involved in alot of music. I love to wirte, and that's why I'm here, I guess.. I have two dogs, Farmer and Abby and they are both real sweeties. My favorite subjects are English and Science and I don't really like math. I like watching sports (especailly football and hockey) but I don't really like playing them. I'm quite short, measuring in at barely five feet, so everyone is basically taller than me. Some of my favorite shows are Ellen Degeneres, and Jon and Kate plus eight. I love watching movies of all sorts and love listening to music. Anyways, I guess that's me!!====

-Gwenny:)

Here's my unfinished Story :)
As Kaitlyn was taking a quick bathroom break, her dad barged in the door, yelling loudly “Get to it Kaitlyn, we’re five minutes late on the dot, and there’s no time to lose!” There was no point in replying, so she scrambled to her feet and stood at attention like you would in the army. Is it crazy? //YES.// Is it necessary in this house? That would also be a yes. “Well then,” her father said sternly, “Let’s head out!” as he stormed down the stairs and out the door to wait for his daughter. Kaitlyn clambered up on the stool to grab her sneakers from the closet and double laced them while practically falling down the stairs. She grabbed her visor and book bag from the hanger, already jogging towards the door. When she got outside she didn’t stop running, trying to block out her fathers screaming voice yelling for her to run faster with every step. Every morning she had to deal with this. Running from home to the gym, working out for what seems like forever, and then sprinting from the gym to school. Kaitlyn and her father have been at this type of routine since she was old enough to walk, and every time Kaitlyn questioned her father, she either got punished for back-talking or got the same old reply “I have my reasons”. When Kaitlyn finally reached the gym, she had hardly caught her breath when her father was helping her up onto a bicycle machine. She pedalled continuously, all the while she felt as if she wouldn’t be able to keep going. But of course, as soon as Mr .Jones thought that she had done enough pedalling; he led her over to the weights, which would be her final exercise for the morning. Kaitlyn suddenly realized that she had forgotten her water bottle and deeply regretting it as she thought of having to ask her father for a break while he was in this mood. “If there is one thing I’ve learned in all these years” She thought, “It’s that no matter what, don’t show any sign of weakness in front of my father. //Especially// when he is set on me being some thing that can never be broken.
 * // Prologue //** : Mr. and Mrs. Jones had just brought home their new baby, and Mr. Jones had finally quit his job in the army to be able to take care of everything when the worst happens. Mr. Jones has promised to make their daughter into everything they wanted her to be, and to try and be a good parent to their new daughter Kaitlyn. Mrs Jones looked in her husband’s eyes, realizing again that she won’t be with him and the new addition to the family for very much longer, and she felt a tear starting to form in the corner of her eye. But this is no time to pout; she must spend as much time as possible with her family before the disease takes over completely.
 * // Beginning //** : Kaitlyn started her morning as usual, jumping out of bed and going straight into physical mode. Squeezing her toes and fingers, stretching from head to toe, and doing jumping jacks and push-ups till she could do no more. The clock says 5:05 am, a bit late today, and her father was sure to be on her toes with a water bottle in hand. Dressing is never a big issue; she has worn sweats and a tee-shirt ever since she can remember, her dad has always made sure doesn’t buy anything senseless like //jeans//.