Okay, I've written fanfic before but this is my first Divison one. I post some of my idea's before and I thought I'd use one.

This is set when Jinny was a kid.

The Good Old Days

“No! John, would you stop? You know Casey doesn’t like to fight.” fourteen year old Jinny yelled to her brother as she walked up the driveway of their house.

“Jinny, stay out of this. He needs to learn to fight. Espically if he were wants to be a cop like dad.” John called back.

“He’s eleven!” Jinny said with a laugh as she inserted her key into the lock of the front door.

“It’s good to start early.” John smiled as he penned his younger brother to the ground.

“Get off!” Casey yelled, trying not to laugh. Everyday, John would fight with Casey as they walked home from school and they always ended up the same way. Jinny would tell them to stop even as she walked away, John always won, and Casey just enjoyed the familiar feeling of comfort. Things never really changed and he liked it that way. He always knew what to expect.

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Jinny smiled and shook her head as she entered the house and left her brothers rolling around in the grass. She dropped her books on the couch with a sigh and headed to the kitchen to find something to snack on until dinner. Her mother was great cook and always made a four star home cooked meal. Her father worked late most nights and couldn’t be home, but mom always saved a plate for him.

After grabbing an apple and a coke from the fridge, Jinny headed back to the living room to gather up her books.

“Casey, you’ve got to learn to fight. How else are you ever going to be about the defend yourself?” John said to Casey as the entered the house a little worse for wear.

“I’ll try harder.” Casey replied with a smile and ran to his room.

“He says that everyday.” John muttered as he laid his books on the coffee table and sat on the couch.

Jinny smiled to herself as she left the room.

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Jinny climbed the stairs to her own bedroom. She carefully opened the door and sat her stuff on the desk. Then she grabbed her apple and coke, turned on the radio and sat on her bed to relax.

Casey entered his bedroom, closing the door behind him. He turn on the lamp next to his bed, then picked up the book he had been reading. Laying down on his bed he began were he had left off the day before.

John sat in the living room flipping channels, trying to find something good to watch in the after school television programming.

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The three kids did their usually activities, never concerned with where their parents were. Their father worked a lot and was often gone all day. Their mother stayed at home and took care of the house, but she was often shopping when they came home. The kids didn’t think anything of not having any one around...at least not for a couple of hours.

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* A few hours later*

“Hey, guys....have you seen mom?” Casey asked as he emerged from his room. It was starting to get late and he was hungry.

“Nope.” John answered, not bothering to look up from the television screen.

“I haven’t either.” Jinny said to her brother. “She should be home by now.”

“Well, I’m starting to get hungry. Mom never forgets to tell us when she’s going to be gone for dinner.” Casey replied, started to worry.

“John, try to call dad and see if he knows where mom is. Casey, check the fridge and kitchen to make sure she didn’t leave a note. I’ll check the bedroom and check her calendar.” Jinny ordered. Their mother always wrote down her plans on a calendar in her bedroom. She swore that if she didn’t she would go crazy.

The three went off in seperate directions.

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Casey scanned the papers stuck to the fridge with different magnets. Finding nothing he continued to the counter tops. No luck in locating a note, but he did find some cookies to snack on.

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John waited as he was put through to his father’s phone at the police station. The operator had said that his father was out on call, but that he could leave a message. The recorder picked up and John left his message urging his father to call as soon as he could.

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Jinny pushed open the door to her parent’s bedroom. Her mother kept the house in excellent shape, so Jinny was suprised to see clothes thrown all over the room.

“Mom?” Jinny called, unsure of what to do. She slowly walked further into the room trying not to step on the objects in her way.

As she got closer to the bed she noticed a gun on the bed. It wasn’t unusually to see guns in the house. Her father was a cop after all, but never had they just been left lying around. The next second Jinny noticed that the bedspread was a strange color. The original medium blue was almost black in some places. Jinny stared at the stains for a few seconds, then took a deep breath and began to walk to the other side of the room. As she rounded the bed, Jinny saw her mother’s body come into veiw.

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Hope you like it so far...

here's a little more:

Jinny didn’t remember screaming. Everything just seemed to stop as she saw her world collapsing. Her brothers rushed in, John grabbed Jinny trying ot shut her up...then saw his mother. He pushed Jinny towards Casey who was still standing on the other side of the room wondering what had caused his older sister to freak out.

“Casey, just take Jinny to the living room and call 911. Don’t ask, just do it.” John ordered as he sat down next to his mother.

Casey took Jinny by the arm and pulled her from the room, still on sure of the situation. Once in the living room he sat Jinny on the couch but she didn’t respond. It was starting to scare him. What could possibly make Jinny act this way? And why was he calling 911? But Casey did as his brother told him and before long a group of emergency vehicles were parked outside. The police rushed in saw Casey and Jinny then followed John’s voice to the bedroom. Next the paramedics entered with a stretcher. Casey sat back and watched the activity. Jinny was still of in la la land and John joined them on the couch after the paramedics kicked him out.

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“Dad!” John called when he saw his father enter the house.

“John, what’s going on?” his father asked. He had gotten a call on the police radio and upon hearing his address had rushed home.

“Dad, mom’s hurt.” John answered. He knew his mother was dead, but he didn’t want to be the one to tell his father.

“What? How?” his father frantically searched for answers.

“I don’t know. The paramedics are in there now.” As soon as he finished his sentence the bedroom door opened and the paramedics, along with a few officers, came from the room with a body bag on the stretcher.

John watched as his father shook his head in disbelief and ran to the stretcher. Not able to bare the heart breaking emotions of his father’s grief, John turned away. Only to see the realization of what had happen become clear in his younger brother’s eyes. John was unable to handle these new situations. What was he supposed to do? His mother was the strong one. She was the one that kept them sane. Every time there was a problem they could talk to her and she always knew what to do. John looked at his younger sister. Jinny hadn’t moved since Casey had taken her out of their parent’s bedroom and sat her down. Not able to deal with the stronger emotions, John headed for Jinny. He tried to be a response from her. He tried kindness, talked to her as if nothing had happen....then he slapped her. It was the only thing he could think to do. Before he knew it, Jinny was on top of him crying and fighting as hard as she could. Jinny had always been pretty strong. She had to be with two brothers, but John had still been able to beat her. Not today. With all the emotions running through her Jinny was able to fight her brother to the ground, and there he stayed until two officers were able to remove her. She was taken to the hospital and given a sedative, while John was checked out for damages. Casey stayed at the house and waited for his grandparents to show up. While his father, neither went to the hospital or stayed at the house. He was unable to go to the morgue after his wife and instead of dealing with his problems, he went to the bar.

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Not quite done yet!!!

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Nancy: I'm drawn to very flawed characters, because I have some many myself. And my friends are my friends because they seem to look beyond these flaws and love me anyway.

"War doesn't decide who's right, just who's left." -Source Unknown

OMG its awesome!!!! Definetly keep goin!
You're killin me here!

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(After the fake motorcycle accident)
Jo:My head hurtz a lil
Nat: A Concusion!!!!!!
Jo's dad:The doctor examined her head and found nothing!
Blair:Not even a lil bit of straw!

OMG!!!!!! post more PLEASE!!!!! i was sitting here bitting my nails... and i never do that!!!

~*~jenn~*~

More!

This is great! Post more soon.

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Tiffany

Teddy: You all set for tomorrow night?
Jinny: I have my bullet proof vest polished if that's what you mean.
Teddy: Come on, Jinny.
Jinny: Oh, yes. Actually... I bought a dress.
Teddy: You did?
Jinny: There is no guarantee, however, that I am going to wear it.
Teddy: So, uh... I don't know. What else did you buy?
Jinny: How do you know I bought you anything for your birthday? Maybe I plan on knitting you a sweater or... give you something much more organic.
Teddy: Well, you do give good organic.

Teddy: What's this dress look like anyway?
Jinny: Oh, yeah, OK. Low cut, skin tight, animal print, ruffle at the bottom. Don't you have lawyering to do?

Teddy: Be honest with me, not my parents!
Jinny: All right, fine. You want honesty? Why don't you let me tell you a little bit about my family? See, I never really had a birthday party unless you wanna count my 15th, when my father showed up for cake, plastered in his underwear! Oh... yeah, by the way, my mom couldn't make it that year either because, well, sadly, six months earlier she blew her brains out!!!!!
Teddy: Jinny, my God.
Jinny: As for my brother, ugh... yeah, John... see, he just doesn't like you unless your American, white, and straight... and for me, a few weeks ago when I had that nut case after me... yeah, I had to make a little list, of all the guys that I've slept with in the last two years. I couldn't remember some of their names.
Teddy: Stop.
Jinny: Ya know what? This is who I am, this is my family!!!! Come on, it's your turn. Go ahead, flash that all-American, prep school, choir boy smile and you tell me that it doesn't matter!

A day with Blair is like walking up San Juan Hill. Every time you turn around she's yelling CHARGE!
~Jo Polniaczek

IM me using AOL: NancysBiggestFan
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OMG, more! I really need more! I think I'm addicted!

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I'm the cutie with the booty, the hottie with the body, the honey with the money, I'm the baby, gotta love me!

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers... Boy, I bet they tasted awful!

I'm a blonde babe that can beat boys at basketball, no prob!

~*Danielle*~
<3 y'all!

OMG! More soon please!!!!!

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"In the words of Cyndi Lauper, girls just wanna have fun. What's the point in planning for the future? I wanna get the most out of today."
Jinny Exstead
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(Thanks to TheDivision.homestead.com for the great pic :)!)

You can't just leave it there!!!! POST MORE!!!!

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Luff,
NmRoX
[But you can just call me Jinny Exstead.]

JIN AND TEDDY ROCK!!!!!!!

On April 24, 2008, Dana and I are to meet in LA and handcuff ourselves to Nancy McKeon [Jinny Dearest] and Jay Harrington [Teddy Dearest], and you're not. Hahaha! :D

Blair: I don't sweat, I glisten.
Jo: Well, you're glistening like a pig!

Teddy: So, uh... I don't know. What else did you buy?
Jinny: How do you know I bought you anything for your birthday? Maybe I plan on knitting you a sweater or... give you something much more organic.
Teddy: Well, you do give good organic.

Teddy: Be honest with me, not my parents!
Jinny: All right, fine. You want honesty? Why don't you let me tell you a little bit about my family? See, I never really had a birthday party unless of course you wanna count my 15th, when my father showed up for cake, plastered in his underwear! Oh... yeah, by the way, my mom couldn't make it that year either because, well, sadly, six months earlier she BLEW HER BRAINS OUT!!!!!
Teddy: Jinny, my God.
Jinny: As for my brother, ugh... yeah, John... see, he just doesn't like you unless your American, white, and straight... and for me... a few weeks ago when uh... I had that nut case after me... yeah, I had to make a little list, of all the guys that I've slept with in the last two years. I couldn't remember some of their names.
Teddy: Stop.
Jinny: Ya know what? THIS IS WHO I AM, THIS IS MY FAMILY!!!! Come on, it's your turn. You go ahead, flash that all-American, prep school, choir boy smile and you tell me that it doesn't matter.

Visit my Nancy McKeon website at: www.angelfire.com/stars2/NancyMcKeon (http://www.angelfire.com/stars2/NancyMcKeon)

Oh more please!!!! ***Puppy dog face with sad eyes and all.***

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From Billy Gilman's Song-One Voice
"We need some help,
down here on earth, a thousand prayers,
a million words,
but one voice was heard."

From Jessica Andrews' song-Who I Am
"I am Rosemary's granddaughter, a spitting image of my father, and when the day is done mama's still my biggest fan."

And last but not least,
From Billy Gilman's song-Oklahoma
"Suitcase packed with all his things,
Car pulls up the doorbell rings, he don't wanna go, he thought he'd found his home."

Can't Wait for their concert here!

~~~ALLIECAT~~~(Aka hug-a-tree or Allie or Allison)

OMG... you have to post more!!!!

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Jo: Why would you want to be popular? You have to smile and talk to people and all that stuff.

This is so awsome so far!I can't wait for more...your doing great!! http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/smile.gif

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"You're born,you move on,you die,that's life."-Jo
Nancy McKeon is #1!!

This is so good! i would love to do fan fics of when they werre kids. thats a good idea! Keep going it is sooooo good!

okay this is a disclaimer of sorts...I'm not sure of anyone else's religion nor do I care, but I'm a christian and I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea by this next section...nothing too bad, but what people sometimes think when they're grieving. Anyway on with the story:

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John, Jinny, and Casey sat between their grandparents as the minister read passages from the bible and spoke of live and death. It didn’t mean much to them. They couldn’t see why their mother had done this to herself and to her family. Why had god allowed this to happen? They sat through the funeral in expressionless faces. It didn’t matter anymore. They hadn’t even seen their father in the four days since the ‘accident’ as everyone called it. He came home to sleep, then headed off to the bar, then came back home and slept it off. He wouldn’t talk to anyone. The one time Jinny had tried, he had thrown a lamp across the room. The grandparents said that he was just grieving and that it probably hurt him too much to see the kids. They must have reminded him too much of their mother.

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John Sr. walked along the streets from the bar to the cemetery...he would have driven, but the bartender had taken away his keys. Now he was concentrating very hard to walk a straight line and not fall down. He had forgotten the funeral was today...he hadn’t really wanted to go anyway, but he figured he owed it to his wife at least. He walked slowly, with only a few minor slips. As he entered the graveyard he saw the gathering of loved ones by the grave. The minister was still going on and on about God and plans. John had always hated funerals, he didn’t find them comforting at all. If fact he usually spent the time trying who to be mad at...God, Satan, the person for dying, the person who caused the death, or the minister for trying to make it into some great thing. As he got closer, he got angry. What was his guy babbling about anyway? Before he knew it he was up by the preacher and with one casual movement throw the guy over the casket and just a few inches away from some grieving mourners.

This is great! Keep goin!

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(After the fake motorcycle accident)
Jo:My head hurtz a lil
Nat: A Concusion!!!!!!
Jo's dad:The doctor examined her head and found nothing!
Blair:Not even a lil bit of straw!

MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! please.

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Luff,
NmRoX
[But you can just call me Jinny Exstead]

JIN AND TEDDY ROCK!!!!!!!

On April 24, 2008, Dana and I are to meet in LA and handcuff ourselves to Nancy McKeon [Jinny Dearest] and Jay Harrington [Teddy Dearest], and you're not. Hahaha! :D :p

Teddy: So, uh... I don't know. What else did you buy?
Jinny: How do you know I bought you anything for your birthday? Maybe I plan on knitting you a sweater or... give you something much more organic.
Teddy: Well, you do give good organic.

Teddy: Be honest with me, not my parents!
Jinny: All right, fine. You want honesty? Why don't you let me tell you a little bit about my family? See, I never really had a birthday party unless of course you wanna count my 15th, when my father showed up for cake, plastered in his underwear! Oh... yeah, by the way, my mom couldn't make it that year either because, well, sadly, six months earlier she BLEW HER BRAINS OUT!!!!!
Teddy: Jinny, my God.
Jinny: As for my brother, ugh... yeah, John... see, he just doesn't like you unless your American, white, and straight... and for me... a few weeks ago when uh... I had that nut case after me... yeah, I had to make a little list, of all the guys that I've slept with in the last two years. I couldn't remember some of their names.
Teddy: Stop.
Jinny: Ya know what? THIS IS WHO I AM, THIS IS MY FAMILY!!!! Come on, it's your turn. You go ahead, flash that all-American, prep school, choir boy smile and you tell me that it doesn't matter.

Visit my Nancy McKeon website at: www.angelfire.com/stars2/NancyMcKeon (http://www.angelfire.com/stars2/NancyMcKeon)

MORE

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Jinny:This Is Who I am.

*YeeHaw!*

MORE PLEASE

MORE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!!!!

-=*VoLLeYBaLLQT*=-

Honey Angel if you don't post soon I'm gonna have to use my New York ass kickin skills and kick yours!!!!! Now I demand you to POST MORE NOW!!!!!!!!!!! alright will this help... please please please please!!!!!!

-=*VoLLeYBaLLQT*=-

I WANT MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!NOW!!!!!Please.

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Jinny:This Is Who I am.

*YeeHaw!*

Okay, here's some more finally...I'm trying to figure out where I'm going with this, plus I want to wrap it up soon...hopefully

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John was in shock...his mother was dead, his father was turning into a drunk-well that’s what Grandma said-Casey was just upset. He pretty much just cried all the time. Grandma and Grandpa tried to comfort him, but it didn’t work and John had no clue what to do. Jinny wasn’t much help...she didn’t say a whole lot. She’d respond if asked a direct question, but that was it-and after the way she attacked John when he’d tried to get her to talk, no one really bothered her anymore. John just shook his head to clear away the painful thoughts of his family. The preacher’s voice created a background noise and he tried to focus on it. When he looked up he say his father walking towards the gravesite. John was surprised that his father had decided to make an appearance. The next thing John noticed was the preacher flying through the air to land at their feet and his father crying over the casket.

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Jinny sat on the front row at the funeral services. She wasn’t really hearing anything that was being said or paying attention to what was going on. She had her own thoughts to deal with. She hadn’t really talked to anyone since she blown up at John. She was sorry for that, maybe some day she’d get around to telling him so. It was just too crowded in her head at the moment...she didn’t have the ability to make small talk or worry about things that no longer mattered. Her mother was dead and her father was hardly ever home to begin with, at least she had John and Casey. But John had suppressed everything and all that was left was rage and small talk...Casey was too young to suppress and maybe that was worse, because no one could deal with their own pain let alone help Casey with his. Why would her mother do this to the family? What had gone wrong? Jinny had never thought of herself as a pessimistic person, but lately all she could think of was that the world sucked. People let you down, no matter who they are. Life wasn’t fair. Jinny had a lot to work out before she would talk to anyone...so she only passingly noticed the preacher land at her feet.

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Casey cried as he listened to the preacher. It just didn’t seem right. The whole idea that his mother was dead seemed like a weird nightmare. He knew that it was true, but the reality of it made his entire world fall apart. His father wasn’t there for them at the hard time either and Casey tried to understand...but it was hard for his eleven year old mind to grasp his father basically abandoning them. John was doing to same thing. Casey knew his brother wasn’t very good with ‘weaker’ emotions, but Casey felt like crying, so he did. He had never been very good at masking his feelings and suppressing emotions. And Jinny...well she was the one that Casey really wanted to talk to, but he knew she had to work things out for herself before she could help him. Jinny was the one Casey always went to with his problems...other than mom, she was the best person for the job. Casey’s thoughts came to a complete stop when the preacher went silent and Casey raised his head in time to see the preacher land in front of his chair.

HOW DARE YOU STOP!

Bump!



[This message has been edited by 80skid (edited 07-08-2001).]

What happened????? I like it.You better post more soon.

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Jinny:This Is Who I am.

*YeeHaw!*

awesome still aaaadddddd more!

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Rory: Do you know what happens to people when they're late on their first day?
Lorelai: It's shorter?
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***~~!!kATie!!~~***

Please, somebody, anybody finish this! This was going really good! Does anybody know where Honey Angel is?

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Jo: Partners? You mean 50-50? Uh, 50-50-50-50-50?
Blair: Good, Jo, we'll let you do the books!

If ignorance is bliss, why aren't there more happy people?

Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most.

*^*^*~~~God Bless~~~*^*^*

This is pretty short but people are threating me with bodily injury so I figured I better add something!!! Anyways, I'm really sorry about leaving you guys hanging but I've had Freshman Orientation(sp?) and registering for classes plus work so I've been busy. Thanks for all the replies!

The funeral was over...the preacher had left after being thrown over the casket. People were talking about how this had been the most eventful funeral they had ever been too. John, Jinny, and Casey all sat together in the living room at home, waiting for their father to speak. He had refused to say anything about his behavior in front of the relatives, but he had wanted to speak to the kids.

“I want to make something clear. This has been a hard time for me and I’m sorry I can’t deal with this...I my never be able to, so as of right now I don’t want this incident or your mother discussed in this house or in my presence. Is that understood?”

Okay this is really short but I figured I better post something because people are threatening me with bodily harm! Anyways, I'm sorry for just leaving you guys hanging but I've had Freshmen Orientation (sp?) and registering for class plus work so I haven't had a lot of time. Thanks for all the replies!

The funeral was over...the preacher had left after being thrown over the casket. People were talking about how this had been the most eventful funeral they had ever been too. John, Jinny, and Casey all sat together in the living room at home, waiting for their father to speak. He had refused to say anything about his behavior in front of the relatives, but he had wanted to speak to the kids.

“I want to make something clear. This has been a hard time for me and I’m sorry I can’t deal with this...I may never be able to, so as of right now I don’t want this incident or your mother discussed in this house or in my presence. Is that understood?”


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Okay more will be added but I have a quick question...do you guys like knowing what each one is thinking, because I like it and I've been writing it but I wanted to know if ya'll (notice I'm from Texas) did before I went on.

I, personally, like to read all the characters thoughts. It adds a lot of depth to the story. Oh, and one more thing: POST MORE!

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Jo: Partners? You mean 50-50? Uh, 50-50-50-50-50?
Blair: Good, Jo, we'll let you do the books!

Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most.

And from your two resident off-topic queens, Danielle and I, who are still looking for that 12 step program by the way:

*^*^*~~~God Bless~~~*^*^*

Sorry about the double post last time. Anyways, since I haven't added any in such a long time here's a little more. I'm planning to finish up soon I just want it to be a smooth thing and not just jump to it.

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John nodded his head as his father spoke. It would be a lot easier to get through everything if no one harped on it. Just pretend that it didn’t happen and mom was on vacation or something. No more crying, no more hurt. Just emptiness.

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Jinny listened to her father talked. At least he was admitting his weakness. Dad was good at making his pain disappear...he just drank or worked until he forgot about his problems. Now he wanted the rest of the family to forget too. Jinny wasn’t sure how to go about that, but she’d figure out a way.

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Casey shook his head as his father lectured. He couldn’t believe this. The whole family was dealing with the same emotions he was and he acted like it was all about him. He was the only one hurting and everyone needed to do what they could to make him feel better. But Casey was the youngest and he always followed John and Jinny. John of course would do what Dad said and Jinny...well, she hadn’t been dealing with her pain either and Casey was sure she’d follow Dad, at least this once.

lovin it.

it's great post some more soon

Okay here's the long awaited ending. I hope you like it. I'm not sure that I'm completely happy with it...but it's a lot better than what I had at first.

*****

All three children did as they were told. The relatives finally went home, people stopped coming by to see the poor family that was left without a wife and mother, and life went on. But things would never be the same.

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John continued to suppress is emotions and they were only released occasionally in fits of rage that were hard to stop. The family usually just left him a lot until he got a handle on things. They rather he break furniture and figurines then their bones. Once John graduated and joined the police academy he moved out. Once he was on the force he married. But it was not happy ever after. It was the first of four marriages and presently three divorces. He started smoking and drinking like his father, only not as much. But he was afraid to really fall in love. He had seen what it could do to a person...make them weak. Make them forget about anything and anyone else. John never wanted to be that dependent on anyone.

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Jinny learned how to mask her emotions. She did what she saw her father do...drink. By the time Jinny was fifteen she was able to obtain alcohol from almost any place in town-without getting caught. Wasn’t like her father would pay much attention if she had gotten caught. To fill the void of needing love Jinny began to sleep around. First with a guy she’d dated a few times then just random men that she met at parties, the movies, the sidewalk...it didn’t much matter. No one really paid any attention. When it first started John would get upset if he heard someone talking trash about his sister, but as the stories got more frequent he began to overlook it. Jinny never did pick up her father’s habit of smoking-she always thought it was a nasty habit, and when her father had a heart attack she swore to stay far away from cigarettes.

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Casey was never as good at hiding his emotions as his older siblings, but he managed. He cried when he needed...sometimes alone in his room, sometimes on Jinny’s shoulder. Jinny began talking again and although she was never the same she still cared for her younger brother no matter what. He could always talk to her about anything. But she was the only one he talked to. His father didn’t want to hear it and John was to angry most of the time. Casey never picked up smoking either and he only drank once and a while. Casey was not afraid to fall in love-unlike his older brother-he just hadn’t found the right guy. It was never easy...but being a cop and being judged by one’s own family made it even worse.

The End!

Loved the story! Thanks 4 finishing it!

AWESOME!!! I loved it <3!

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From Billy Gilman-My Time On Earth:
So My Time on earth,
long as it seems,
is just a moment in the grand scheme of things,
a short refrain, to life's endless song, sung only once and then we're gone.

From Jessica Andrews-Who I Am:
I am rosemary's granddaughter the spitting image of my father and when the day is done my mama's still my biggest fan.

~~~Allison~~~