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Juniper’s Journal (StoryADay)

Before the story begins, Juniper writes the following things in her diary…

“I have been obsessed with D. B. Painter’s “The Trees of Light” Trilogy since I was 8 years old. But I’m hardly the only person in the world to be obsessed with those books, as most kids my age loved those books when they were younger. But why is it that when you become a teenager, everyone expects you to read (and like) teen novels?

“That’s not me. That person who reads teen novels will NEVER be me!

“But what most people don’t know is that I am obsessed with “The Trees of Light” for a reason. They don’t know that when I was 8 years old, the school bully savagely beat me up because I was reading books in the library during recess instead of playing on the playground like the other kids, where he could see me and beat me up. I ended up in the hospital for several months; most of them were spent in a coma. The doctors weren’t sure if I was going to live or die.

“Well, I lived, but due to the beating, I suffered some irreversible brain damage. Meaning I couldn’t grow up properly.

“The other kids made fun of me for being childish and not acting or dressing my age. (I’m still wearing pigtails at age 14, mind you!) Plus, the adults, not knowing about my beating or injuries, tried to get me to read more mature books, books I wouldn’t touch with a lighter, or torch with a lighter. Even my foster family tried and failed to get me to “grow up” as it were.

“You may not believe this, but I’m obsessed with “The Trees of Light” because those books were my only solace in a cruel world that demanded normalcy and conformity, not imagination and individuality. I was accused of hiding behind the trees of light and refusing to interact with the real world.

“I know I should get some help for my problems, as what I’m doing is unnatural, but I fear the doctors will say that I was a victim of child abuse. I was, seeing as another kid beat me up, and no one intervened until it was too late.

“So what should I do? I know I can’t keep doing what I’m doing, as the school threatened to call social services and have me removed from my foster parents and sent to a hospital for not acting like a teenager. It’s not my fault, but I don’t want to grow up. But I also can’t stay a kid forever.”

Toy Time  


“You cheated, Susie!” Humphrey snapped as he saw Susie and Tierra gather the squares to their side of the board. The toys were playing “Lord of the Rings” Trivial Pursuit; so far, Susie and Tierra were beating the other teams, which consisted of Ryan and Leroy, Kerry and Bella, and Humphrey. “Why are you doing that??”

“Too bad you don’t have any teammates,” Susie mocked him.

“And you just had to have the genius on your team,” Humphrey yelled.

“Because Tierra is better than you,” Susie said as the other toys laughed. “Plus, she knows more Lord of the Rings than you do.”

“Face it, Humphrey, you’re never going to win,” said Kerry. “You never watched the Lord of the Rings movies, so what makes you think you know more about it than Tierra does?”

“I saw the Ralph Bashir edition of Lord of the Rings,” said Ryan.

“Who cares!” said Kerry. “Plus, Ralph Bashir’s version of the Lord of the Rings sucks! How dare you bring that up while we’re dealing with Peter Jackson’s version of the Lord of the Rings?”

“Besides, Peter’s Jackson’s version of Lord of the Rings is better,” said Tierra.

“Much better,” said Leroy.

“Anyway, give it up, Humphrey,” said Susie as she glared at him. “You’re not going to win! You might as well give up now if you know what’s good for you!”

“But that’s no fair!” said Humphrey. “I’m the biggest toy in the room, so why are you guys picking on me?”

“Because you’re more annoying than the Annoying Orange,” said Tierra.

“Hey, that’s insulting, and hurtful!” said Humphrey.

“Need I remind you about the Show Stealers?” said Leroy.

“What about them?” said Bella.

“Never mind,” said Susie. “They were rude and nasty until Humphrey kicked them out. Now are we going to finish the game or not?”