Licorice

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Licorice

• By Rhonda Bolker

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• Ive always asked the question to myself, How
  can I make myself be liked by all? I mightve
  not gotten my answer if I didnt move to a town
  20 miles away from Yellowstone National Park. If
  it hadnt been for me getting in trouble with the
  cops. If I hadnt worked up my courage to talk to
  an old friend I had in my old school. If, if,
  if.
• I would first like to thank my mom and pop (Mr.
  and Mrs. Coppertime if you like). If we hadnt
  moved to a town on the other side of the country,
  I wouldnt of done what I had done. Cheers for
  mom and pop!
• I would also like to thank my best friend in
  Maine, Georgette Anderson. She got me into this
  mess. Hooray for Georgette! Thanks for helping an
  old friend.
• If there isnt anyone else out there that I need
  to thank, shout your name out loud! No? Well then
  its best we move on.

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• In the beginning, I was your average 6th grader
  that moved to a new town. Going to school but
  wishing I had one friend at least, thought that
  the popular kids were the greatest people ever,
  and ticked off that I moved to a new place and
  nowhere to go that I had someone to comfort me.
  Life was terribly sucky.
• One night before winter vacation my parents said
  that I could invite a friend over to my new house
  from my old town in Maine. I picked my best
  friend, Georgette Anderson, to come over and stay
  for a week. I called her that night and she said
  that she was going to Florida that same week and
  said she couldnt make it.

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• I couldnt believe my ears! I ran out the door to
  the downtown part of my town. Drunkards and
  idiots were running around screaming after taking
  a drink at the local bar. Just for you to know,
  this happens every night after eight.
• I ran to the only place that I knew was safe at
  night, the candy shop. I got a bag of my favorite
  candy in the entire world, licorice. I ate half
  the bag right there in the store, chowing it down
  so loudly that I interrupted ten consumers. I
  realized that I caused this so I ran out of the
  store in embarrassment.

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• As I walked home, a drunken guy was lying on the
  yard of a house that I couldnt recognize. He was
  as bloody as a hemophiliac who got stabbed a lot.
  The dude was moaning and groaning so I got out my
  cell and called 911. They were right over and I
  gave the guys that drove the ambulance the rest
  of my bag of licorice for helping him.
• Now any time I see a person doing something in
  their everyday life that needs to be honored, I
  give them a piece of licorice to remember the
  night I saved a guys life.