Hey everyone, my name is Taylor and I want to share my stories and novels with you. Please do not steal.
“Honey, I think you need some better friends. Friends that are less likely to hurt you.” My mother said. What is she
talking about? My friends are fine and I’m not going to a camp for the friendless.
“Mom I have plenty of friends and they don’t hurt me. Unless we’re doing gym and we have to wrestle. Other than
that they’re SO nice!!” I said.
“Well apparently not to your teachers. They think that --”
“My teachers are stupid elephants.” I said.
My mom handed me a little piece of paper.
“Kupika.com Mom Kupika is just like Myspace.” I said.
“I’m aware of that. But less creeps are on Kupika.” She said. That’s where she is wrong. One, I do not want a
stupid pen pal who might turn out to be a fat 40 year old creep who is on every website in the world just to get a date.
Even with an under aged girl like me.
“Just go check it out.” She said.
I walked upstairs. She’s got to be crazy if she thinks I’m getting a pen pal. I logged onto my computer and played a
couple of games, emailed my friends the bad news, and then decided to give Kupika a chance.
The layout seems cool but I’m just not feeling it. I signed up for Kupika but just to show my mom that I did. I mean,
it’s not my fault if no one wants to be my pen pal. I wonder if I can block everyone that way I don’t get any
“Mom, this is so--.” I stopped short. “Wait a minute.
LINDSAY: AGE 11. FEMALE. PA. LIKES TO READ, SEW, TALK, CHAT, EAT, WATCH TV, AND MORE!!!
I like to do this stuff. Ah well I guess I’ll try. I emailed her with my choice of style font. I always write in that
font because it makes me feel original. Everyone always writes in the same font, stupid Arial or Tahoma or something.
Plus it is really close to my handwriting.
What is up? My name is Tammi. My mom made me join this website and I didn’t think it would interest me until your ad
showed up on the screen in blinking lights.
Well you like the same things I like, so I guess we could talk. But if you don’t want to then whatever because I’m
not into stupid stuff like this, as I said before.
There. Send. Done. Okay. My mom can get off my back now about it. I started to surf the web more. Most of the websites
are starting to get boring. Like neopets. I’ve been a member since I was 8 but I guess I’m just not feeling it
anymore. I still go on once in a while to check who sent me some mail. But it wouldn’t hurt to check it out some more.
Neopets.com. Enter. You’ve got mail!!. Great!!
Erm. Not so great actually. I have 4 messages from the people I hate. That’s one of the reasons why I don’t go on
neopets a lot. The people keep neomailing me and most of the people talk chat speak. Weird chat speak.
Log off. Kupika.com. You’ve got Mail!!. Great!!
Hello. My name is Lindsay. Really? Because my dad made me join this. He doesn’t like the people I hang out with. Cool,
it’s pretty stupid on Kupika but sometimes it’s funny. Like KUPIPAGES say some stupid stuff. Well technically it’s
not Pen Pal, it’s e-pal.
Wow. Another thing in common. Our parent (s) both made us join Kupika. I checked out KUPIPAGES. I checked out her
KUPIPAGE and it was really funny. She listed jokes of all sorts and picture of monkeys and herself. Wow, she has perfect
teeth. Unlike me, I have braces. I prefer grills. Ha-ha-ha!!
I better mail back or she’s going to think I’m not interested that much anymore.
Yeah we have a lot of things in common. Well not a lot but some what a lot. Why do parents think they can rule their
kids lives? They already had their chance. I checked out your kupipage and it was really funny. I liked the pictures of
monkeys and those jokes you posted. I told my sister and she cracked up. You are really pretty. You have perfect teeth
and I have braces. I prefer to call the grills though. Do you know what grills are?
Oh I live in PA. I’m 12. Isn’t it so weird. It probably showed the people who are most like me personality like.
What does Bonkas mean?
She does seem really nice. I unhooked my laptop and took it downstairs. I’ll talk to her down there and show my mom
that I’m actually doing it. I still don’t know why she thinks my friends are ignorant to me.
I walked downstairs and jumped onto the couch.
“Watch it you little wrecking ball.” My mom said. “That’s a brand new couch. It was expensive.”
“It was expensive mah blah blu.” I said mocking her. It’s funny to mock her because she gets that weird look on
her face like she’s going to kill me but then she starts to laugh. Her laugh is weird and that’s what makes it
YOU’VE GOT MAIL!!!
I don’t know but my parents always try to organize my life. I mean, who likes an organized life? My life is organized
enough by me, I don’t need extras.
Ugh, I had braces for a long time. It was worth it. Thank you though!!! Yeah I know what grills are. They are these
things that you hook onto your teeth and they’re super shiny. My dad has them, freaky. A lot. It does, it takes your
personality and the other things you like and it matches it to the best person they can find. I guess you and I are said
to make good friends.
Bonkas is just a very weird word my sister and I made up while our parents were fighting. We said. “You are 2 Bonkas
freaking people!!” No we say it all the time.
Cool, I hit save so I can reply later.
You’ve got…MAIL!!! You’ve got…requests.
Hey, it’s Malik. Yeah I seen your username and I seen that it was also your email address so I think it’s you. Is
Whatever. Peace. Goodbye.
Oh my gosh, I can’t believe Malik is on Kupika.
I hit reply.
IM me, it’s faster. I have your email address so I’ll start.
Yeah it’s me Bonnie.
I logged onto my yahoo account and sure enough there he was, online and waiting.
I clicked “Start some Sparks!!” which meant chat on my computer.
Terrible_Tammi: Hey what’s up!!
Manly_malik: Hey girlfriend!!
Terrible_Tammi: Okay, whatever. Just please don’t say that.
Terrible_Tammi: It scares me. L
Manly_malik: OK. Y didn’t u tell me u had a Kupika.
Terrible_Tammi: I just joined. Why didn’t u tell us.
Terrible_Tammi: Lemme guess. You just joined too.
Manly_malik: Ha-ha-ha very funny. Lol. J whatever.
Okay, this was one of the weirdest instant message conversations I’ve ever had.
Log off. Internet. Kupika. Let’s see what we have.
WHAT IS UP!! MY NAME IS MICHELLE. MOTM HERE TO HELP YOU. INCASE YOU DIDN’T KNOW…MOTM MEANS MEMBER OF THE MONTH.
SORRY.. IT IS A LITTLE ALLITERATION. AND THAT WAS SPOONERISM. LOL. JUST COME HUMOR TO START YOU OFF. FROM WHAT I SEE
ALREADY, WHICH I CAN BARELY TAKE AND LOOK AT. YOU HAVE ALREADY STARTED CHATTING.
THE PEOPLE YOU ARE CHATTING WITH ARE REALLY REALLY NICE SO BE NICE TO THEM.
IN YOUR MESSAGES YOU CAN SWEAR BUT WE ENCOURAGE YOU NOT TO DO IT.
IF YOU NEED ANY HELP AND DON’T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU SEE OR SAW, PLEASE EMAIL ME AND I’LL BE COMPLETELY HAPPY!!!
Michelle. Cool. Reply.
Nothing much. I hope you can’t read what I have sent. I know what MOTM means. I know basic html and all that jazz.
Don’t worry I don’t swear. Unless it’s in my mind. Lol. Just kidding.
Plus I won’t really do anything else but chat with the people. Oh yeah, is there a way I can block everyone else but
the people I have already chatted too or only allow email from certain people.
I won’t on a lot because it wasn’t my choice to be on here. Sooooooo…
I hope she can’t read EVERYTHING I send. Hmm… what is it called when someone goes through someone else’s stuff.
Invasion of Prospect. Invasion of Peers. Oh yeah, Invasion of Privacy. And I don’t like it, unless of course I’m
spying on my big sister. Then of course I like it.
Log off. Shut down.
I flopped onto my bed and pulled out a journal.
I started to write.
Everything is going good here. I want to have a sleepover so bad but none of my friends are home except for Harmony. But
Harmony just likes to act all mature. Sometimes it’s fun and sometimes it gets on my very last nerve. My mom said that
I could have a sleepover with Lemony. But that’s only if I clean up and I do not want to clean up. I guess I’m going
to stay bored for the rest of the night. Since we don’t have school Monday or Tuesday, I’ll have a bunch of friends
over and we’ll pretend we will be having a study group. Ha-ha-ha.
I found out that Malik had a Kupika. By the way, a Kupika account is something sort of like e-pals. My mom made me do
it. I met a few people. Except for ya know, Malik.
I learned Bonkas from a girl I met on Kupika.