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Best Vacation: Florida Birth Month: July Career Goals: Orthodontist Favourite Band(s): Don't have one Favourite Candy: Don't have one Favourite Food: Pizza or taco Favourite Munchie: Don’t have one Favourite Soda: 7up Favourite Subject: Science L.A. and GYM Hobbies/Sports: Hockey, volleyball, hanging out with friends etc.... Pet Peeve: Pets: 1 Cat Siblings: A Brother

The Mile Stone “Gasp” a young man named Andrew Garman had woken up with a jolt and sat up quickly. As he sat up he looked around the room as though someone was going to jump out at him. His pale face was glistening with sweat. He sat there running his fingers through his short brown hair. The sound of the wind blowing through the trees filled the room. As he looks over at the window he could see his bright white cat sitting on the ledge staring at him as though she wanted something but he paid no attention to her. He sat there and started thinking about the dream he had just awoken from. The dream was about his friend Terry. The dream was about Terry’s death and he had look in his face before he died the day before. Andrew hit the side of the bed in anger the left his room. It was only 4 o’clock in the morning when he got to the half finished kitchen. He sat down at the wooden table put his head down and started to sob. Andrew sat there for a good ten minutes when he felt a hand against his back. “Its ok, it not your fault” he could hear the soft comforting voice of his sister Sherrie. “I-I only whissh that I could have h-helped him” Andrew sobbed “He was my b-best friend. The rest of the morning went on sort of like this. Next thing Andrew knew he was driving to the commentary where they had buried Terry. He walked through the gloomy graveyard until he reached his friends grave. He gazed at the engravement on the headstone. Terry Fox was written in bold letters. “If only I could do something for him… but what?” The wind started to pick up. Leaves and dead grass spun in a vortex moving them away from the bottom of the grave. There were smaller letters engraved at the bottom of the stone that read: ‘Always Going All The Way’ Then it hit him he was going to finish what his friend couldn’t so that he could say it was a relay of some sort. Then it would be like he had finished, like he had never stopped. This was an idea that Andrew would never forget because he would never stop ‘til he knew that he did everything he could do for his friend. When he got home he went over the idea with his sister and they decided that they would start the ‘Relay For Relief’. They would start from the very place that Terry left off in Thunder Bay, Ontario , 5373 Km from where he left off from the start. “If it took Terry 143 days to get to Thunder Bay, Ontario I would guess that it would take me around 115 days.” Andrew pointed out. “You know it won’t be as easy as it looks its going to take long days of constant running and a lot of determination.” “I’m in good shape as it is and I know that this is the right thing to do, for Terry if there was anything that he wanted me to do for him after he died he would want me to finish the run. So will you help me?” “Ok I will help but only if you promise that you will stop if you’re starting to feel sick or anything like that.” “Sherrie, c’mon it’s not like I even get sick that much you’re just worrying whey to much.” “Just promise ok. I don’t won’t to lose you like you lost Terry, I just couldn’t live with out knowing that you still there.” Looking into his sister eye’s he could see that they where starting to water. “I promise.” The days grew longer and longer as the big day was creeping up on them. They where having less and less time to pack. For the last couple of weeks Andrew would go out every morning and run for hour and a half run well Sherrie would drive beside him with water and what ever she might need if he was ever to be injured. The night before they left for Thunder Bay, Ontario Andrew stopped by the grave where Terry lay and started talking. ‘I’ve figured it out, I will be leaving tomorrow and it’s all to finish what you stated I will run from Thunder Bay to the Pacific Ocean on the other side of BC. I’ve named it the Relay For Relief and I will meet the pry minister there at the start Once I’m done I will be back hear as soon as possible.” Andrew, Andrew wake up we’re leaving in an hour. C’mon get out of bed o time to sleep it’s you big day. As soon as Andrew heard this he hopped out of bed and got dressed. I inhaled his breakfast and got in the Micro bus. As Sherrie stepped into the driver’s seat she faced Andrew and asked him. “Are you sure you want to go through with this?” “Positive.” The day became night as they past into Thunder Bay. Sherrie stopped the van and looked to her brother that was in a deep sleep on the passenger side of the car. Moving slowly she shut the door trying not to wake him.

That all I have so far.