Yep, I'm going to Uganda for 7th grade. I'm with Sr. Judy. I don't know if she told you yet or not but we're leaving in August. As you should know, every grown-up has told me: "Oh you're gonna love it", "Oh that's so wonderful!", "We'll PRAY for you." But all I do when they turn around is roll my eyes. No. I don't want to go. Why? Because. End of story.
I'm 12 years old with a history so messed up I can't even spell it out. And leaving my family, even for a year, made them pretty mad and won't help much either. Well, that's me, Bry. My name sounds like this: (Bre-Shell)
Thursday, May 29, 2008
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