Happy New Years!!

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I had too put my long trauling speech in both the Instructions AND the Notes and Credits, so READ HERE FIRST!! ___________________________________________________ Alright, so I do not wanna go into this too much, because I do not wanna have to close the comments due to possible arguments and all that crap. So, YES, I am going to miss 2020. I made some good memories, new friends, and found myself politically (partially). Ok, now here comes the part that might anger some people. I will not entrust my life to a mask. I will, however, wear one to protect the ones who are old, (like my grandparents), people with asthma (some of my friends have it), and people with immune system problems (like my dad). A mask is a piece of felt, or cotton, or whatever crap it is made of. I ALSO do not believe in the vaccine. It has been proven that there are VERY, VERY bad things in that vaccine. By experts. Things I shouldn't say on Scratch. Okay, so you are angry now? Probably. I wanted to say that I am not a democrat. I am not a republican. But I am a free woman. I am independent. I am going to live my life, despite the hatred and fighting in this world. I believe what I believe, and NO ONE will change that. Not my friends, followers, family or strangers. If my opinion changes, then it is my choice. I am giving 2021 a chance. I will miss 2020, because... -I had my eleventh birthday -I met my cousins for the first time in years -I got my kittens, Aero and Dyna -I made new friends -I grew closer to my friends -I have discovered myself -I have become closer with my family -I learned so much -I have achieved so much I cannot even explain how much I will miss you, 2020. You probably don't think so now, but 2020 was the best year for personal growth, change and love. You will miss 2020 sooner or later. Even if you won't admit it to others, or even yourself. One thing I didn't like about 2020 was... I feel like all my friends abandoned me. The whole summer, we would go to the beach and my friends would avoid us because my mom didn't like masks. I grew distant with most of my closest friends. It felt like the only friend I had all year was my best friend. She was the only one there for me. The only one I could open up to. We met up at bike parks, fairgrounds, and parks. Eventually, she was sleeping over again! Then we moved... I was devastated. My life felt like it was falling apart. I was constantly depressed, but because I hold things in, everyone thought I was my happy, funny, cheerful self. Until it all came out. Over a sandwich. The eve of our move (I was going to my bestie's house for a sleepover that night), I was making a sandwich, and every two minutes my brother would ask when we were leaving. He had been doing it for half an hour when I screamed. SCREAMED. Then cried. Everyone was moving on, was changing. But I wanted to stay the same. Covid was changing every day, it felt like. My friends didn't text me anymore, and we never hung out. My parents had gotten divorced just one winter before. I had a new little sister (she is not ever listed in any of my family projects for privacy reasons). My dog, Ashi, was not even my dog anymore. I couldn't handle it. And, just two months later, it happened again. It was October, and we were with our dad. We were going out for lunch and got DQ. My sister, Valeria, didn't want a grilled cheese, so my dad was going to get her a pizza instead. I asked if he could still get the grilled cheese for ME, because I hadn't eaten breakfast that day. However, I knew Valeria would change her mind after we left DQ, so I told him to get an extra for V just in case, but he didn't listen. And I was right. We were pulling out of the drive-thru when she said "Daddy! I want the grilled cheese!". He made me give it to her after he had given the bag to me, and I got VERY upset. "I TOLD YOU she would want it!" I yelled (I am not one to yell unannounced). I was sick of sharing my stuff. Ever since V was born, my parents always made me share everything. I had to share a room with her from when she could walk. They even my favorite toys, at the time, my playmobil. I had a big Calico Critters dollhouse that I used for my playmobil. I had horses and dogs and cats and kids and adults, you name it. I had a big horse barn and a car. I would spend an hour setting those things up and come back ten minutes later to find the whole house looking like a tornado came through it, the horses would be upturned and on the floor, their riders on the other side of the room. I would always ask my parents to "please not let V touch my playmobil", but they never stopped her. The thing I hated most, though, is we had just gotten Ashi, and V would scatter the playmobil around on the floor, too. So I would walk into my room just to find two headless adult and a limbless kid. There go three perfectly fine playmobil figures.