fungirl123 The Mods said that my (and this applies to yours too) profile will be visible sometime in about two weeks :) I guess that all we can do is wait :(

fungirl123 I WANT TO KNOW WHO REPORTED ME, AND I WANT TO KNOW NOW!

fungirl123 Can everyone not post on this club anymore? I think it's confusing the mods because I emailed the girl who deletes clubs and asked her to delete it. So can everyone just not post. Thank you!

fungirl123 @Payton - yeah it's Okay :) The club is going to be deleted in a few hours or days probably. @Rachel - it's great the you apologized! I'm sorry, too!

taylorswiftfan1233 Sry guys but there is too much drama in this club! :O Haley i will still talk to ya but is it ok if i leave???

taylorswiftfan1233 @GirlyGirl: On offense girlgirl, but u need to chill... : o i never have said anything mean to u. and my profile is still around, plus it was NEVER visible... and sry but i dont think ANYONE here every said ONE mean thing to u...

fungirl123 Why are you still in our clubs if you think we're mean?

fungirl123 It's HILARIOUS that I'M NOT even the one that reported you! Looks like someone else doesn't like ya Mood: LOL!

fungirl123 Your profile has been reported. Mood: COMPLETELY satisfied!

fungirl123 Listen, little girl! Your character was boring because it had no background information! At least I know how to describe a character! You are so immature! You’re acting like a frigging 2nd grade student! Why would you insult me like that? Are you trying to make me feel bad about myself? Well, you’ve failed terribly. If you knew me in real life, you’d know that I never back down from something like this with something like YOU! What is there to report? Did you feel offended when I told you that you weren’t a descriptive writer? If so, I’m sorry that YOU can’t take criticism!

fungirl123 BTW, I left your clubs because I couldn't write for those age groups and I didn't like the plots!!

fungirl123 We all have a say in who becomes a writer because it effects ALL of our characters, not just you!

fungirl123 Uhh - how were we mean? By giving you writing tips?

fungirl123 It wasn't really even MY idea :) I just kind of went along with it :-|

taylorswiftfan1233 @Haley: i do i think its just IDK where to start! :) LOL idk if i really get the story either

fungirl123 Is anyone going to post? @taylorswiftfan, I know that you probably don't want to be in the story now...it's kind of boring, I know :(

taylorswiftfan1233 =D

fungirl123 :)

taylorswiftfan1233 @Haley: Oh... Okay! Well im in then??? I will try as much as possible:)

fungirl123 --November 17(continued)—I ran back to my bedroom and cried. How my mother could be making us move all the way to Maine. Daddy would already be off in Europe…now we would be away from home also. I heard a knock on the door. Mama came in. “I’m so sorry, sweetie! I should’ve told you before that we were moving. Auntie Clara is having some troubles with her hips and she needs someone to help her. I know that you probably don’t want to go, but we have to,” said my mother. I knew that my great-aunt Clara was sickening worse and worse by day. “Oh, alright, I guess I should go!” I said hugging my mother. “Magnificent! We will be leaving in two days,” said my mother. Then she left my bedroom. I got up and went out the door. I put on my coat at the front door and went out into the hall. I ran to Anne’s apartment and told her the news. “Come, let’s go to Julia’s home!” I said after I let Anne let tears tumble down her cheeks.

GirlyGirl4455 @fungirl123-Yeah I will post 2nite!!

fungirl123 @Payton - here's how it works, it's not like cALLING aLL WrITeRS where you send in an application for a different character. We are simply just writing for ONE character. Her name is Sara.

fungirl123 @Payton - let me consult my other girl first...I'll get back to you soon!

fungirl123 Can you go from there? I feel like I'm the only one posting!

fungirl123 *B*E*<3 - It's fine. The story was meant to be for @GirlGirl4455 anyway! :D Haley

fungirl123 November 16th—Father was leaving today. We all dressed our best when we took him to the train. When we came back, we all fell onto our beds and went to sleep. –November 17th—I didn’t wake until 9a.m. the next day. Mother was sitting in Father’s Study reading a letter. Why was she in there? “Mother,” I called as I walked through the door. “Oh, sweetie…I’ll get to breakfast later…give me twenty minutes!” she said sweetly. Mother made breakfast silently. Then she sat down at the table and said happily, “We’re going to live in Maine!” My eyes widened.

fungirl123 November 11 (Later that day, dinner)—Father was once again late for dinner…this wasn’t like him one bit. After a slow dinner without him, Max, Alex and I went into the parlor and listened to our favorite radio show. Soon, my father came panting through the front door. “Daddy, I’m glad your home! Do you want to come and listen to the radio?” I asked cheerfully. “Sara, I think you father is tired. Let him eat some dinner,” my mother cut in quietly. Then they went into the kitchen. I heard them talking in low tones and my mother’s voice crack. “Want to go and see what they’re talking about?” asked my twin brother, Max, in whispers. “Yeah, Yeah!” Alex begged quietly. “No…! Well…yes!” I said. We hid behind the line of chairs and the heater as we went into the kitchen and listened from afar of what they were speaking of. I heard “war”, “doctor”, and some other words about “Pearl Harbor”. I knew that my father was a doctor; I knew that Pearl Harbor had been attacked at our Naval Fleet by the Japanese only 3 days ago. But I didn’t know why my mother and father were being so secretive when they spoke of war…usually, they could vent to us kids about how it has affected them. When I was too tired to listen anymore, I went to bed and fell asleep. The next morning, I woke up to Alex and Max lumbering around in the hallway outside of my closed bedroom door. I reluctantly got out of bed and went out to see the commotion. “Daddy is leaving…!” yelped Daniel. “Shh!” commanded a pacing Alex. “We don’t want Mother or Father to hear!” Max said quietly but harshly. “Oh, kids, I know you’re out here. Let’s go into the kitchen and I’ll explain everything when we’re eating!” Father said, catching us off guard, as he came from the doorway of his bedroom. We all nodded and followed him to the kitchen. Over breakfast, Father and Mother explained that Father was leaving…he had to “play his part” in the war. I was completely heartbroken over the fact that my father would be leaving.

fungirl123 Can we give her an extra brother or sister. I know this might be a lot of children in one family...but I really want to do this. How about she has a little brother (7) named Daniel.Then a little sis (10) named Nina. What do ya think??? : )

fungirl123 Can we start the story from the middle of NOVEMBER, instead of June??

fungirl123 The next day the father will leave?? How's that??

GirlyGirl4455 I really think the story is turning out great!

GirlyGirl4455 OK u do the next part.

GirlyGirl4455 Thanks! it worked

GirlyGirl4455 June 11th- Today was a sunny day. I am very energetic, but my family is not. They are all being very lazy today. I hate when they are all lazy, because then a beautiful day is wasted! But I wasn’t going to let that happen today. When I woke up, I found my brothers laying on the table. I was disgusted. “Get off the table, you lazy bums!” I snapped at them. They slid off the table slowly. “Idiots”, I mumbled under my breath. The two slugged on upstairs to their bedrooms. Then I made myself a bowl of cereal. As I poured the milk in, my mother walked in. “Good morning, honey”, she said sleepily. “Good morning”, I replied. She gave a weak smile. I nodded and smiled too. Then I took my cereal and sat down. I quickly ate. My mom had left and gone back upstairs to her room. When I was done eating, I grabbed my jacket and headed out. It was warm out today. Wonderful. I headed down the street to the general store. I happened to have a dime in my coat pocket. I walked in. Arthur the cashier greeted me. I waved and smiled. I immediately walked to the back of the store. There was a whole shelf of pens right there. I picked the blue one on the bottom of the shelf. Blue is my favorite color. And it was exactly a dime. I clasped my hand around it and walked to the counter. I handed the pen to Arthur and gave him my dime. He took the dime and then handed me the pen. I once again clutched it in my hand, then said good-bye. And I walked home feeling great.

fungirl123 Yeah I'm just waiting for you.To paste a paragraph,heres what ya do:highlight the paragraph &then right click and then click on Copy. Then go to this club where you would make a post&Then right click and click Paste.But don't try to editit on GL!

GirlyGirl4455 Hey how do you paste a document?

GirlyGirl4455 Sorry i meant story not "stoy".

GirlyGirl4455 Wait r u quitting the stoy or do u just want me to do the next paragraph?

fungirl123 Can you take over from there? Thanks!

GirlyGirl4455 Im lovin it!

fungirl123 June 10th 1941—Anne, Julia and I pushed through the doors of the library after school. The summer reading program had started at the public library on 51st Street. I jotted my name down on the sign-up sheet. “Sara Perkins. Grade 6. Johnson Apartments, 59th Street; Apartment 331,” I read aloud to make sure the information was all correct. “Now you can start picking out books,” said Ms. Paula, the librarian. I waited for Julia and Anne to finish signing their names, then we went to the shelves and started pulling books from it. After spending awhile at the library, we went our separate ways home. Anne lived in the same building as my family did. Julia lived on the same street as the library, in fact, she lived next door. Anne and I waved a taxi over. “Where may I be takin’ you ladies?” asked the taxi driver. “59th Street Johnson Apartments,” I told him. Then he pulled out onto the street and he took us back to our apartment building. We were there in a matter of minutes. Anne and I went our separate ways when we got to the second floor. I pushed open the door of my family’s apartment. “Sara, dear, help me mix the salad up?” asked my mother. I nodded and went over to the counter and grabbed the wooden spoon from the drawer. After mixing, dinner was ready and my father still wasn’t home. We ate our pork while talking off the end of school with my brothers, Max and Alex. After dinner, we went into the parlor and listened to the radio. “The war in Europe is not getting much better. But the U.S. has sworn that they won’t get involved,” said the disk jockey on the radio. “It’s good that we aren’t! Our country would be torn apart if we joined!” said my mother. I agreed with her.

fungirl123 Can we change her brother’s names? Those names weren’t very popular at that time. I was thinking more about the plot! What do think of this: Sara was born in a small hospital in New York City. She was raised there. She attended a great school and had two friends named Anne and Julia. Her parents loved each other and she had two brothers, one was her twin. Her twin’s name was Max and they had an older brother named Alex (Let me know if you want to change the names!). Her world seemed perfect until her father announced that he was leaving for war in Europe. After he leaves, her mother announces that they are leaving to go to Wilson, Maine to live with their aunt Clara whose husband left and is very lonely. Just when Sara thinks life can get no worse, she has an encounter with a Nazi U-Boat that was scoping out the Eastern Coast of the U.S.

fungirl123 Can we also make the story like a diary?

fungirl123 Do you want to do the story in first person?

fungirl123 It's great! Also, to make large paragraphs, you have to copy then paste it to GL after typing it on Microsoft Word or Email. You have to edit it on the document because if you try to edit it on GL, it cuts you off at 250 characters! :-) -Haley

GirlyGirl4455 @fungirl123-Do you like it so far??? You can do the next part of Chapter 1. I used your description and personality of Sara that you posted on my profile. Love, Rachel:)

GirlyGirl4455 CONT- Sara had dark red hair that fell to her shoulders in ringlets. She had piercing green eyes, peach skin, and was 5'3. She loved to draw and sketch, loved to read, loved helping her mom around the house. She was also very smart. CONT

GirlyGirl4455 Alright here is an idea for the 1st chapter- Sara Perkins was an outgoing 12 year old girl. She lived in Maine, and had 2 brothers, Joe and Matt. There house was huge, and Sara enjoyed it very much. Sara also loved helping her mom with chores.CONT