Beauty and the Blog

Chapter 8

I logged onto my computer and quickly got on Chrome, I logged onto my Blog Called:

Converse Conversations

Then I titled my entry:

Free Flow

And I started typing my entry:

Ok so today was a bad day. But for me, when was there ever a good one? I did however make one friend. I saw a girl at my school become road kill and dont even get me started on

I stopped to realize how many hits i was getting: 4,000.

Wow my blog was getting popular! I had funny videos i shared, games, updates, articles, and my posts, statuses etc.

Dont even get me started on my shop partner!

"Cassie! It's your turn to do the dinner dishes!"

"OK DAD!" I yelled back.

I shut my laptop and headed to the kitchen.

"I know school can be a Debby Downer, but i think you should start making friends."

"Dad, i like being alone."

"I know but i'm just afraid one day, you won't know what it's like to feel love from another person besides me, you know, you might be a little blind when it comes to boy-"

"Dad!" I almost yelled, "Please dont."

He got queit and leaned against the counter.

"You're just so much like your mother, she was so social and wanted to go to so many places. I just dont want you to live life not knowing who you truly are. I feel like I should get a girlfriend. A child lacking a mother figure can be very hard on a child."

"Thanks Dad, I'm sorry i yelled at you." I walked up to my Dad and hugged him, "I'll try i guess, and i do actually have friends. I have two."

"Oh thats great honey! What's their names?"

"Their user names? Or real names?"

My dad sighed and started laughing, "Well maybe one day you can actually meet them in real life, maybe you can invite them over this summer."

"That would be awesome!"

"Ok, now finish your dishes and go finish your blog."

"Ok," I said dunking my hand into the soapy water, then my hands touched something squishy, "Ewwwww!!!!" I whined.

My dad started laughing, "That would be the Avacado."

Usually i didn't mind this, I mean I've had grease all over me, I've ran in mud before. I've been covered in saw dust, animal blood from hunting, changing baby's diapers, but when that stuff gets under your nails, it's the grosest thing ever.