Chapter 3- Red's Story

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          My name is Red Anna Krister. I am a thirteen year old girl in seventh grade, born on October twentieth.

          When I was younger I once asked my mom why she named me Red. She smiled and said that it was becuase when I was born, my skin was bright red, and when the lights were turned off, I would has a red light glow around me.

          I’m a really strong girl and I’m very athletic. I love soccer and swimming. My main goal in life is to be a professional soccer player. I’ve been on the soccer team at my old school for three years, grades pre-k to first grade. I always loved playing so I started really early. Now at the school I’m in currently, I’ve been on the soccer team from second grade to now. I’m team captain of the girl’s team and always on the field.

          I have a huge family and a fancy neat house at the beaches in Miami, Florida, where I live. I have three brothers and two sisters. I’m in the middle on the older side. I have an older sister, who is Clair, and an older brother, who is Ben. And then there are my little siblings, Rose, John and David.

          My mother decided to send me to Jacksonville because I was offered to go to the school I’m in. I didn’t want to go at first, but my mother forced me into it saying it will help me find my true self. I had no idea what she was talking about, but I finally gave in. So throughout the school year, I’m in Jacksonville and during school breaks, I come home.

          My mom always told me I was special since I was little. I’m the only one of the family who gets to go to the school I’m in. So I do feel pretty special. It might also be because in dark places, I seem to glow with a pinkish-red light surrounding every inch of my body. It’s pretty freaky if you think about it.

          My dad and I would hang out all the time when I come home. When I was little, he would lift me high in the air, and I’d pretend to fly. On the weekends, we would always have this special ‘bonding time’ where we would spend the whole day together watching live soccer games at the stadium or on T.V. If it was T.V, it was hilarious when we would start jumping on our couch yelling at the T.V. rooting for our team and popcorn will be flying everywhere. My mom always got mad and yelled at us to pick up the mess because she’s a neat freak and always uptight. I have to say, most moms are like that.

          I don't tend to like to socialize often, so I don't really have a great friend at school. Only at home is where my friends lay. I am friendly towards some people, but I like to keep my distance.

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