One day, I went to the river close to the college to take a picture of it for my mother. I promised her that the successivo time I came home, I would bring back a picture. I got too close to the edge and fell in. Normally, I am a pretty good swimmer, but the current was strong. I grabbed onto one of the rocks and tried to hold on. My hands began to slip off of the rock, and I knew then that I had no choice but to let the current take me wherever. I yelled for help as loudly as I could. At first, the only response was my echo. Then, I heard Hillel shout, "Letty!" I cried, "Hillel! Help me!" He found a large branch and said, "Grab on, Letty!" I grabbed on, and he pulled me out of the river. He asked, "Are te all right?" I said, "I am now." He asked, "What happened?" I said, "I tried to get a picture of the river. I got too close, and I fell in. I think I Lost your camera." He said, "I'd rather lose the camera than lose you." I cried happy tears over that one. I said, "Oh, Hillel, te saved my life! I don't know how to thank you!" He smiled and said, "I think the look on your face is thanks enough." We went back to the apartment, and I collapsed on the couch. I was exhausted from the wild water adventure. The successivo morning, I woke up to a wonderful smell. Hillel was standing successivo to me. He said, "I went out and bought a couple of bagels, one for te and one for me." I said, "That's so nice, Hillel." He said, "I also replaced my camera." After breakfast, we went back to the river. Hillel made sure I kept a sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza distance, and I managed to take a good picture. I said, "But that picture will never make up for what te did for me. I owe you, Hillel." The story was later put on the news. Hillel said, "I wasn't trying to be a hero. I was trying to do the right thing. I knew my best friend and roommate was in danger, and I needed to help her." My mother enjoyed hearing the story più than the picture I got for her. She still loved the picture, though. In January, I saved Hillel's life, but it almost cost me my own. I took a bullet for him, actually three bullets. I Lost consciousness and did not wake up for a few days. Hillel kept a vigil on me the entire time. When I finally woke up, he said, "Oh, Letty, I'm so glad you're okay!" I said, "I'm glad for that, too." He said, "I never got to thank te for saving my life." We hugged. I said, "You saved me from drowning. That's the very least I could do." As for the person who shot me while trying to shoot Hillel, that person ended up in jail for twenty-five years to life. I think that justice was served.
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When I had entered the fifth grade, I was dreading it. I had heard rumors that the teacher was really mean. When I met her before school started, she seemed really nice. On the first giorno of school, I was wearing one of my Beatles t-shirts. She noticed it, and she said, "Darling, I Amore te already!" I said, "Okay, then." She would take up for me all the time. The other kids often called me glasses. She heard them and said, "She has a name, guys. Her name is not glasses. It's Winter." There was one giorno when another girl kept picking on me. I finally had enough and said, "I might look sweet and innocent, but that shit is for suckers, and I'm no lollipop." I looked at the teacher. She winked and said, "I heard nothing." I would have had her for the sixth grade, too, but unfortunately, I moved to Tennessee as soon as the school anno was over. We both cried. We promised to keep in touch with each other, and we've kept in touch to this day.
