When you live with six brothers, whom all of which have names that begin with 'J', life is pretty much anything but normal.

Of course I actually have eight brothers, but Jacob is off in the army and Josh is at college. Meanwhile, I'm stuck at home with Joel, Joseph, Jim, Jackson, Jeffrey, and little baby Joey. And you can't forget our dog Jelly. How could you ever forget Jelly? I don't know why my parents gave us all 'J' names -yes, my name is Joy. Thanks for asking-, maybe they have the same excuse as the Duggar's, but I've never asked. All I know is that there was Jacob, then Josh, then me (-third child problems much? ADHD sucks 100%!- then the triplets, Joel, Joseph and Jim. Then the identical twins, Jackson and Jeffery. And finally, three months ago my parents had little Joey. And in out house we have an assortment of action figures, toy cars, and you better believe we have practically every kind of Star Wars merchandise scattered around our abode.

Incase you couldn't guess, our house is pretty wild. We have a routine. Care to see? Just look below. Don't want to see? To bad for you. I just want to go back to my giant bowl of chocolate chip ice cream and Star Wars Rebels marathon. We all have to make sacrifices.

~Wake up at five am when Joey wakes up and becomes our personal alarm clock (alarm time change not available.)

~Make breakfast for the many, many children living under our roof (they all appeared overnight, believe it or not.)

~Eat aforementioned breakfast (THAT WAS MY PANCAKE, WHICHEVER BROTHER YOU ARE!)

~Clean breakfast dishes (what dishes? They're a bunch of boys, they don't need no stinking plates!)

~Get ready for school (Finally, some alone time in my room-HEY LEAVE ME ALONE WHILE I GET DRESSED , TINY CHILD PERSON WHO JUST SO HAPPENS TO LOOK LIKE TWO OTHER PEOPLE!)

~Go to aforementioned school (zzzzzzzz- I WAS NOT ALSEEP!)

~Come home (zzzzzzz-STILL NOT ALSEEP!)

~Do homework (My brother ate it...yeah that's what happened.)

~Eat dinner (QUIT EATING MY FOOD, WHICH EVER BROTHER YOU ARE!)

~take shower (QUITE USING ALL THE HOT WATER!)

~sleep (zzzzzzz- now I'm asleep)

~repeat (yay...)

As you can tell, my life is a rush. It's like that every single day of the school year. Believe me or not.

I thought it would never change. Boy was I wrong.

"JoyJoyJoyJoyJoyJoy!" That is the sound my...ahem...lovely triplet and twin brothers make when they try to make me up. But the again, they never try to make me up unless it's a-

"Snow Day!"

You gotta luv dat Christmas time of year!

I quickly pulled on my bright red snow clothes over my soft grey sweat pants and favorite Maroon shirt (So, what's your story?), tugged on my furry brown boots, plopped my snowflake barrette my great aunt knitted for me last Christmas onto my short brown, curly mop I like to call 'my hair', and stuffed a mini-muffin into my mouth while also pulling my gloves on and grabbed my ice-skates. Our neighborhood park has a huge lake that freezes about three feet deep every year, except where the water fall is. It may look pretty, all sparkly and pretty and-sorry I got distracted. And it may look like it hopped out of the movie Frozen itself, but the ice is super thin there, and you will, I repeat, will freeze to death if you fall in. I should know, because that's how I lost my little sister, Jenny. I don't really want to talk about it, it happened only two years ago, but now every kid in town knows, DONT SKATE NEAR THE WATERFALL.

I though I would've learned that, but I am ADHD, and have a huge bravado, so I do tend to be reckless at times. I never thought that would lead to my death. (Jk, I have nightmares about that kind of stuff all the time, but seriousily though.)

"Hey, Jorky!" A husky voice called out from the sea of people skating on the ice. I sighed, it was Harley Hunches again. That kid was a jerk, weighing roughly 350 lbs. Pretty big for a fifteen-year-old kid. Harley and his goons skated over to me. "Bet you can't skate beside the water fall.''-Yeah right, as if I would do that. I am defending my little sister's honor, in a way. Is that defending her honor? Ah, who cares? DEFEND THEM HONORS YO!-"Unlike your stupid sister." Okay, NOW I shall defend Jenny's honor!

In my defense, I have the biggest bravado. Did I also mention I'm ADHD? yeah, I'm pretty sure I did. Anyway, I was about to skate over the ice, when I just got this feeling. I don't know how to explain it, it was like a feeling in my gut. Or maybe it was the little people inside my head screaming: "ARE YOU CRAZY!? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?! STOPSTOPSTOPSTOP!'' What? You didn't know you have tiny people living inside your head? Yeah, you do! And it's not as creepy as it sounds! Hello in there guys!

Anyway, as usual, I ignored those tiny people inhabiting me and skated over the ice. I was doing great until I fell in.

CRACK! That's the sound ice makes when you stand on it, it breaks and sends you to your death.

SPLASH! That's the sound icy cold water makes when you fall in it and slowly freeze to death. (More death, more carnage, more bad stuff!)

HELP ME! Is what you scream inside your head when the ice cracks, the water makes a splash noise, and you slowly die in the way you didn't want to.

Fun, right? No? I didn't think so.

And now the story's over so you can all just go home.

Not.

See, if I was dead, I wouldn't be telling you this story. But gee, Ms Joy, You say. (go on. Say it. I don't care how stupid you sound, sitting in your room, at the library computer, on the bus, on the couch in the living room, at the computer desk, say it. And make sure there's someone around to hear you. Did you say? SAY IT ALREADY! Thank you. Now you may continue to read as random people stare at you. Your welcome.) How did you survive if your little sister didn't?

To be perfectly honest kid, I have no clue. Maybe it was my determination to fangirl another day, maybe I was just lucky, maybe it was the Force I just have no idea. but what I do know, is that because of whatever helped me survive, I got to meet my heroes. The people (and aliens) who gave me hope through the tough times in my life. And most likely still will help through even more tough time in my future.

Allow me to step into third person POV for the next chapters, as I introduce to you to a few of the most amazing people I have ever met in my entire life. And I doubt I will ever meet people like them ever again.

Let me introduce you to some Rebels.

HOWS THAT FOR AN OPENING, EH!? So I'm going on (yet another) Disney cruise later this week and wont be back until Dec 13. So you should expect the next update sometime in December after the 13. Mostly likely around New Years.

HAVE A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS! And remember anything is possible when you wish upon a...Death Star! EEH! Anyone? Anyone?

WHATEVER, I THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY! Disney is out! Peace!