I am looking forward to...

This summer I am really looking forward to going to camp. I am going to be tomahawk throwing, archery, swimming, playing games, hiking, and hanging out with friends. I like this camp because it is kind of by itself. It is in the middle of a quiet town. I have been to this camp once for a weekend, but this time it will be for a whole week. A whole bunch of people I know will be coming.


Another thing I am looking forward to is the beach. All of our distant cousins are coming. It will be a big family reunion. People I have not seen in a long time will be there. It will be awesome!!!

This summer is going to be a great summer!

What I want to be when I grow up...

When I grow up, I want to be a writer. If I were a writer, I would write tons of books, fiction non-fiction, and historical fiction. My historical fiction books would mainly be about World War II. Another choice for an occupation would be a veterinarian (vet), marine biologist, or serve in the military. If I were a veterinarian I would love every minute of it. It would be really cool to help animals like that. Also I would like to help groom animals. If I were a marine biologist, I could find all sorts of exotic species of fish. If I were to serve in the military, I would probably want to serve in the Air Force. There are so many good choices I am glad I don't have to decide now.

Things I look forward to in 6th Grade...

In 6th grade I am looking forward to a lot of things. One thing I am looking forward to, is going to Spruce Lake again. The 5th through 8th grades go every year. Last year, we got to go hiking, got to look down a cliff, we played a Survival Ecology game, and we got to go down a zip line. This year we get to stay up to 11 o'clock at night instead of 10:30, we get to do a rope course and we get different cabins.


Another thing I am looking forward to is math. You have one math class but it is chosen according to your level. I am hoping to get into advanced math.


The last thing I am looking forward to is being in middle school. You just feel older and more mature. (even if you aren't mature.)

The Life of Leah Mills Chapters 1+2

Chapter 1:The Beginning

I live in a beautiful Victorian mansion.There is a romantic garden with roses strewn tidily everywhere.Behind the house is a bubbling, trickling creek. There is woods all around us, with deer, and a bird's chirping always filled the air. At night, an owl's low voice echoes in the quiet woods. My name is Leah, Leah Mills. Even though I am only 12 I live alone. My mom left me in an orphanage. The nuns (it was a Catholic orphanage) told me that my mom was poor and that she couldn't take care of me anymore. Do you really think I would believe that nonsense? I am here because my mom didn't love me anymore. I tried to tell the nuns that but they said that was nonsense. So I ran away. No one in the world loved me anymore. I found this place. Sure, it was run down but now it is beautiful. I found paint in the basement, and some planks of wood behind the house. My goal in life is to track down my mother and get her to love me for who I am.

Chapter 2:First Step

The nuns at the orphanage told me that my mom was beautiful: Dark brown eyes and hair. A pale complexion and lips the color of candy apples. So now I walked into a small town near Chicago. I walked into the grocery store. I work for the grocer. He knows I am only 12, but at the orphanage, the older girls and boys work for different people around town to get pocket money. Luckily for me, I worked at the grocery store. He has known me for a long time and knows how good of a worker I am. He gives me 2 dollars a week and some food for the orphanage. Now I know it is not right to steal, but I take it for myself. Someday I will pay the grocer back. Sometimes we will chat after the work is done. I remember some very comfortable chats. We would talk about baseball and just before I leave to go back to the orphanage, he would give me a cookie or doughnut. Other people would get jobs like cleaning some hotel's carpets or washing a restaurant's dishes. I'm glad I got that job. Before that job I had to clean some person's house and that person was very harsh. He would strike me if I did not do something exactly the way he wanted. So I walked into the grocery store to get some extra money. The grocer was glad to see me. After I did the job, he said I did it really great this time. So he gave me a raise. Now I would get 3 dollars a week instead of only 2. Then he gave me a doughnut and the groceries. Just before I was about to leave, I asked him if he had seen anybody that fit that description. He said there was a lot of people in Chicago that looked that. But he said he would keep an eye out for her.
That was the first step to finding my mother.