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What makes you ‘you’ d’you think? The people around you, I guess; those amazing people who step in and out of your life. Those people who put you up and those people who bring you down. The friends, the enemies, the family, the teachers, even the pets. The people who make things happen in your life. You can hate them all you want, but they are part of you and have made you into who you are today. You can run all you want, but they’ll always be inside you, somewhere. As Frankie Valli said, “you don’t forget where you come from,” unless you hit your head or get amnesia or something. The three most important things that I have learned in my life so far, are that; One, only say sorry when you mean it, and be willing to forgive people, even when they rip your life apart. Two, true friends and family are always there for you, even if it seems like they don’t care, talk to them, and you could be surprised. They can get you through anything. Lastly and third, never hide you feelings and always follow your heart. That may sound old and cheesy, but really, it will tell you to do the right thing.
This is quite the intriguing question to start something off with here. It definitely gets you thinking right away and this long almost rambly style just slots in quite perfectly with the general vibe of everything here so even though this opening paragraph is a bit on the large side of things, its actually pretty easy to follow and it gets our attention pretty well.
Allow me to introduce myself; my name is Felicity (Fliss) Jones. I am fourteen years old. I have quite plain, slight features and blue/grey eyes. My straight brunette hair is layered which falls to the middle of my back and a side fringe which is annoyingly too short to tuck behind my ear. I love English, Music, Drama and Art and I want to be a journalist when I am older. I love food, and I’m one of those annoying people who eat a huge amount, and stay stick thin. I’m pretty much the average girl, I get up, I go to school, I come home, I do work and I sleep! So as you can tell my life is incredibly exciting at the moment.
I live on a dairy farm in the rural parts near Sheffield. My father is a dairy farmer hence living on the dairy farm. He comes from Newcastle, so when my brothers and I speak… we have a Newcastle ‘twang’… apparently. So basically – I sound a bit like a Geordie which I don’t see it myself, but there you go.
Okayy well interesting start and then we get a slight bit of an info dump on this one. That definitely makes things pretty intriguing all over again. Its a little too much I feel but then again with the kind of style this piece it almost does manage to blend in and this coming right after a declaration like the earlier one makes it much more interesting too.
Anyway, I am the youngest of five children. Unfortunately, I have four older brothers; Will (now 20), Jamie (17), Harry (16) and Jack (15), who are all incredibly gorgeous, so I get the wonderful title of, Will or Jamie or Harry or Jack’s sister, and that’s what I’m famous for at school.
We are all really close, unusually close in fact; a lot of people think it’s weird, but that’s just the way we are! I hate them sometimes (actually a lot of the time) but underneath I know that I love them all to bits and if they weren’t here, I guess I would miss them… but I wouldn’t miss the noise and their claggy stuff all over the floor! My mother, Anita (she came from Spain, so her English name would be Annie or Ana), died giving birth to me and my dad has never really forgiven me for that. In fact he can’t bear to look at me anymore. My Auntie Ibbie (in Spain it’s short for Isabel) lived with us for a while when I was little, but she moved back to Spain when I was about eight. Because of this, my brothers and I are bilingual; but my first language is English. I now cater for everyone and as a result my nickname is skivvy (or butthead, but that’s not really relevant at this point). I don’t have to clean because a lovely lady called Pat comes in and cleans twice a week (thank god). I have three dogs called Milo, Dylan and Annie (Will named her after my mum when he was seven) whom I all love incredibly much.
Hmm I think this ending here ends up asking a little too much unfortunately. This information heavy style worked for most of this piece but towards the end there it was too much information being rolled off only to be cut off abruptly anyway and it gets a little boring there. The only real way this works is if this is meant to be some note about the story of this family or something.
Aaaaand that's it for this one.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Harry
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