I've done a lot of crazy things over the years. once me and my friend Gabi were throwing rocks into a pond in the middle of the neighborhood, and I accidentally threw it too hard and it hit the neighbors window. Gabi was smart and ran but I was just frozen in a state of shock so they caught me. My dad paid for it but I was on punishment for 2 months. 2 months no Xbox, no TV, no phone, no Netflix, no computer. A little while after that I stole a bag of groceries from the store. I've also stolen books from the library. I really don't know why I did theese things. My dad isn't rich but we have money so it's not that were poor or anything like that. The only thing I can think of is that my dad is always at work on the weekdays and I'm alone. so no tells me no. A few weeks ago I stole a painting, and apparently it was worth a lot. The police caught me and now I'm on house arrest for a year. That day after court, my dad and I sat on our couch together in silence. Until he said, "hey, since you're going to be on house arrest why don't you start a journal". "A journal?" "Yea, you can right what you did, and who knows maybe one day when you get older you can look back to when you were on house arrest. You have to make the best out of everything, Michelle. " My dad always comes up with the best ideas.
I don't have any siblings so it's basically just my dad and I in the house. Well we do have a dog named moose. He's a German Shepard. We've had him since I was 12 so like about 2 years. I'm not really that social so I don't have a lot of friends. I have one close friend, her name is Maddie. She lives right down the street. I've known her since we were like 3. Her mom died so we both just live with our dads.
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Locked Up.
Teen FictionMy name is Michelle and I'm 14. When I was born my mom left my dad and I've never seen her, not even in pictures. So my only parent has been my dad. my whole life. We have an amazing connection. I'm not really, what they call a "good" kid. I've done...