Sophia Peterson Story

On the night of December 19th, 2003, a baby is born. Her mom’s a social worker, her dad’s a nephrologist, and she has one older sister. Her name is Sophia Galoustian, although later she will wish to be called Sophie. After two years of living in Maine, the family moves to California, where Sophie will grow up.I am Sophia Galoustian, and this is part of who I am.

“I don’t want to go to school today,” Laurianna declared. She paused to see if her mother would start up a speech or insist that she go. Laurianna was a freshman at Versas High. Even though it was mid January, she was pretty nervous about starting in the middle of the semester and being behind. “Well that’s no way to start off your second semester in a new school” her mother exclaimed. She could hear her mother babbling about making new friends in the other room, but she was more focused on what she was going to wear on her first day. She had always dressed comfortably but still strived to keep up with the trends of her old classmates.

“JAZMINE!” Mom screamed from her bathroom. My eyes slowly cracked open. The shower could be heard slowly turning on as my mother got ready for the day. The sun was shinning through my curtains. Why didn’t I shut them the night before? I glanced over to my nightstand,

Once at the home, Tex walked through the front gate to discover Steven Parent in his car, leaving the property. It was then that Tex shot Parent in the head and told the girls that it was safe to go in. Krenwinkel recalls that she knew “people were going to die”(). Tex crawled in through the window and unlocked the front door for the others. The family gathered everyone in the living room of the house and tied them up.

Life was always tough for 21 year old Amanda Cofield. At the delicate age of 8, her parents passed away, and she was sent to live with her grandma. When she was 11, she had gotten into a devastating car crash making her unable to attend the rest of the school year. This caused her to be held back a year, and all her friends moved up into the campus' middle school leaving Amanda lonely. By the time she was 17, she moved to a different school, and was bullied for her appearance. At the age of 18, her scholarship for college was retracted for no specific reason.

The fireworks had just ended leaving large smoke clouds in the sky, and the large swarms of people made there way to the front gate. Lauren reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone to check the time. She clicked the lock button on the side a few times before realizing I had died. She sighed heavily knowing she had probably missed Camila’s good night text. Something they had done every night around the same time for the last 4 years.

Abigail Jay stood in front of the school on the rain drenched steps, rocking on her heels. She was waiting for Jimmy, her uncle to close the shop for ten minutes to come and get. Most of the other students had already left from the campus once the last bell rang, they booked it. Abigail was use to waiting for Jimmy, it wasn’t uncommon for him to be late and if anything she’d be worried if he was on time. Abigail tangled with the pull strings of her hoodie, an excited smile on her face.

As twelve year old Sophia left her temporary home to venture back into the city with her mother, she had already witnessed a brutal scene; the hanging of a beloved Patriot, Nathan Hale. Just as the novel states, this was only the “beginning of her extraordinary adventures.” Throughout the course of the book, “Sophia’s War,” Sophia Calderwood develops from a shy and scared child to a brave young lady who overcomes many obstacles, faces fatal situations, and discovers countless secrets.

“Yes, mom.” I replied, “Don’t forget you have to arrive at the gym at 9:30 so you don’t miss the presentation.”

Go back in time think of what it would be like to live in the 70’s, where everything was disco, and women were looked at from a whole new perspective. Within the town of woodsberry there was a little girl named Emily who was 9 years old, but she always felt like she was all grown up. She was a proper girl who always liked to dress-up and wear her mother’s shoes, although there weren’t many shoes, she made do with what she was given. Her mother, Eleina was a 32 year old housewife and her father, Jonah was a 36 year old factory manager. They lived in a 2 bedroom apartment right by main street; one of the busiest streets in the city.

As I continue reading Rosie Girl, I hope for a more positive twist on the story, yet I am still met with more difficult situations. There is one struggle that I can relate to Rosie on, and it is when she yearns to go back into her old house after moving. The summer before sixth grade, my family and I moved to Milwaukee, Wisconsin, and I was sad to leave my friends behind but even more devastated to leave

This all began sophomore year when Sophia was a transfer from her previous high school in the inland empire, called Poly. Sophia came down to Buckeye high school, because she was having personal issues. Sophia wasn’t the type of girl to let people in or know about her personal life, and this was because of what had happened in previous situation before. However Sophia was a student athlete, carrying a 4.0 and had many offers to play college ball. She was a softball player and has been playing ever since the age of seven years ; that was her passion and her get away from problems in life. She was different than most girls she was quiet, had no interest to being anyone's friends, very independent and showed that on her first day at Buckeye

“Oh, Marika can you please take Malik to school today? I have an early meeting to go to, and I won’t be able to take him.” Mom asked.

“Sar—uh, Gwen, dear,” said my mom clearing her throat, “don’t you look a little too dressed up today?”

“Alissa, what time is it?” Sierra whined, she didn’t, and still doesn’t, like getting up in the middle of the night.