{"id":17012,"date":"2021-05-14T20:18:10","date_gmt":"2021-05-15T03:18:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/?p=17012"},"modified":"2021-05-14T20:18:10","modified_gmt":"2021-05-15T03:18:10","slug":"pumpkins","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/2021\/05\/14\/pumpkins\/","title":{"rendered":"Pumpkins"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Introduction:<\/p>\n<p>Hi, this is the story of how, for a few days, my life got turned upside down, and how a twelve year old girl (me) dealt with it, this is a story about friendship, hard times, and love. Love, Addie.<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 1<\/p>\n<p>\u201cUm, ok I guess.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo, like yeah my dad was like you need to be more academically focused and i\u2019m like dad, do you really think school is about being academic it\u2019s just a free hangout place where all your friends are!\u201d I overheard Taylor talking to her friend as I sat at the lunch table alone not what I wanted my first day of 6th grade to look like but it is what is besides, who would sit with me anyway it\u2019s not like I have any friends I just moved here in August, I moved here from California and I begged and begged my dad not to make me move (looks like it made a real impact, not!) I live with my dad (my parents are divorced). Just like that, the day came and went in my opinion this school has pretty lame first days. I mean back in California on the first day of school we\u2019d have huge parties, play games, I mean basically the first day of school wasn&#8217;t even really a school day. Then again, it might just be that no middle schools do that. When I walked through the door I probably wasn&#8217;t even an inch through the door when I almost got tackled with a hug from my dad \u201cHow was it?\u201d My dad asked \u201cUm, ok I guess.\u201d I shrugged and went to sit down but I wasn\u2019t able because the questions just kept coming \u201cWere your teachers nice?\u201d My dad asked very curiously I mean had he been sitting all day just coming up with questions to ask me? \u201cSome were.\u201d I responded blanky, maybe if I just kept not really responding he\u2019d get out of my hair! \u201cOk well, hey wanna go to the trampoline park. I bought us a membership there and I thought since you loved the trampoline park back in California you might feel a little more comfortable here and maybe you could meet some friends there too!\u201d He said excitedly \u201cReally?!\u201d I asked, anxious for an answer \u201cYep!\u201d My Dad responded \u201cOMG YESS!\u201d I yelled!!! \u201cWell let\u2019s go!\u201d My dad said as he slipped on a jacket.<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 2<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMOM?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Dad didn\u2019t notice because he was getting Slushies but as a kid I was looking around, I had never been to this trampoline park before but it looked awesome but right then, I saw her \u201cMOM?\u201d I couldn\u2019t help but yell it, it had to be someone who looked like her, how and why would mom be at the trampoline park? \u201cWhat was that sweetheart?\u201d Dad said<\/p>\n<p>\u201cUm,um.\u201c I stuttered as I pointed at her. I couldn&#8217;t possibly make a sentence at that time there were so many thoughts running through my head \u201cHow, why, did she live here, who is she with, no one maybe?\u201d My brain was rapidly coming up with thoughts. \u201cWhat?\u201d Dad sounded confused and honestly, I would be too \u201cMmmm&#8230;Ma..Mo..MOM!!!!!!!\u201d I suddenly yelled \u201cNow, honey I know you miss Mom but let\u2019s enjoy the trampoline park you get to visit her this weekend remember?\u201d Dad said sympathetically \u201cDAD SHE&#8217;S RIGHT THERE!!!! \u201c I accidentally yelled I wasn&#8217;t mad, just confused, stressed, and every emotion possible. \u201cWhat?\u201d Dad murmured breathlessly, seeing her \u201cWhy, why is she here?\u201d Dad said breathlessly again \u201cI, I don&#8217;t know Dad\u201d I said, suddenly saddened by his tone.\u201d You can go talk to her, if you want, I\u2019ll get the snacks, meet me by that blue table over there\u201d Dad said sadly as he pointed at the table he was referring to. \u201cUm ok yeah sure I guess\u201d I said rather quickly as I ran over to my mom \u201cBye, Dad see you in a minute.\u201d I said with a smile.<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 3<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWow, well hello there pumpkin\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cUm hi mom.\u201d I said nervously as I approached her \u201cAddie?\u201d My mom said without a breath, I think she was happy to see me but I don\u2019t know I&#8217;ve only ever talked to her virtually since the divorce which was two whole years ago F.Y.I. \u201cYeah, it\u2019s me\u201d I said with an awkward laugh \u201cI see that.\u201d My mom said with a laugh as well. A snowfall of silence fell over us for about 30 awkward seconds. I know what you&#8217;re thinking, we\u2019ve talked before so why is this so awkward, to answer your question, we only ever talked when one of us had something to say and that was not that often so that\u2019s why. \u201cWhere is Dad?\u201d I know she didn\u2019t really care; she was just trying to break the silence. \u201cUm, he\u2019s getting snacks.\u201d I said \u201cOh, fun!\u201d she said fake happily \u201cYeah.\u201d I said with an awkward laugh \u201cWhy are you here?\u201d I blurted, I had to say it at some point so better now then later. \u201c Oh um yeah, about that, um Sweetheart I&#8217;m dating someone he lives here, we met online he said he\u2019d meet me here at 5:00 he\u2019ll be here soon, if you wanna say hi.\u201d She said. It sounded like she really didn\u2019t want to bring that up. \u201cOh, um good for you.\u201d I said sadly I couldn\u2019t mask my sadness. I know that it would never happen but I had always hoped that maybe someday Mom and Dad would get back together now, that really won&#8217;t happen. \u201cHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!\u201d A man says he\u2019s tall with thick brown hair. He&#8217;s wearing a navy blue suit and he also has a gold watch and brown dress shoes. He&#8217;s like three feet away from me yet I can strongly smell his cologne. It&#8217;s the same Dad wears but Dad doesn&#8217;t put 10 pounds of it on. This guy is in his thirties, maybe I don&#8217;t know though. \u201cOh perfect, honey, this is Taylor, Taylor this is my daughter Addison she\u2019s twelve.\u201d \u201cHi\u201d I said, you could tell in my voice that I hated this guy. \u201cWow, well hello there Pumpkin\u201d Pumpkin? Pumpkin? She just said that I&#8217;m twelve and also I&#8217;ve never even met this guy before \u201cPumpkin.\u201d Seems kinda like a 2nd meetup name.\u201cWell the kids will be here in a minute. They love this place, we can catch up while they play.\u201d He said. Kids? The words felt like a punch to the gut. \u201cHe has kids?\u201d Oh no I said that out loud \u201cYes Honey he has two girls that are the same age as you and a little boy that&#8217;s four.\u201d Mom says \u201cOh great.\u201d I sound so sarcastic. And that\u2019s when Dad comes over.<\/p>\n<p>By: Harper H.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Introduction: Hi, this is the story of how, for a few days, my life got turned upside down, and how a twelve year old girl (me) dealt with it, this is a story about friendship, hard times, and love. Love, Addie. Chapter 1 \u201cUm, ok I guess.\u201d \u201cSo, like yeah my dad was like you &hellip;<\/p>\n<p class=\"read-more\"> <a class=\"\" href=\"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/2021\/05\/14\/pumpkins\/\"> <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Pumpkins<\/span> Read More \u00bb<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","wds_primary_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[73],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-17012","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-level-4-submitted-stories"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17012","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17012"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17012\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17015,"href":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17012\/revisions\/17015"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17012"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17012"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17012"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}