Hello there! I’m Harper Grove and I’m going to try to continue Brooke’s legacy the best I can.. There’s a lot that has transpired since and before Brooke’s last entry… I’ve debated back and forth about whether to even continue these blogs, since they’ve caused a lot of pain. Turns out, my father DID publish those scathing articles about Jamal Parikh-and his family fought back by suing my parents. We’re OK but it’s been hard to say the least… I still care about Jamal though.
One thing I’ve noticed is our current fears. Mom, Fisher, and Me have none but Dad has a Fear of Crowded Places, Fear of Death, and Fear of Fire. Whereas, Hazel has a Fear of Fire and Fear of the Dark. I’ve been sticking with my wellness practices to prevent such things.
What Brooke left out was my bitter rivalry I have with my sister… Mother always wanted us to be a perfect family and was in heavy denial about the actual state of reality. Hazel is jealous that I’m with Jamal and not her. (They’re both Bookworms.) She has Garrison though and needs to back off! She also just generally hates me, so there’s that…
Our parents had dragged us to Granite Falls one last time as a family. At this point: Fisher, Hazel, and Myself were teenagers. It was more or less a last ditch effort suggested by our family therapist to fix our broken family. I’ve been dating different boys. Hazel crossed the line by calling me a “slut”, so I threw my juice in her face. Dad likes to turn a blind eye and Fisher is more standoffish.
Fisher clearly has always been and will always be Brooke’s favorite child. I used to have that dubious honor until I aged into a teen. Ever since she’s treated me coldly and with little regard. I fell from grace and could not do anything right…
Here’s proof of Dad ignoring our fights. They were/are real knock-down-drag-out fights. Brooke’s the only one who intervened when she caught us.
This was our first full-blown fight and Brooke eventually did split us up. She was working on her precious fish collection-completing her fish collection was the last item to check off her bucket list. It’s clearly all she really cared about. I love Dad dearly, but he was becoming more and more of a passive recluse the older he was.
I’d won the first fight at the campsite, but she immediately jumped me in our front yard and “won” that fight. She sure fights dirty. I often wish she wasn’t born… She’s an instigator and an all around horrible person! (Go ahead! Do something about it, sis!)
She had her first kiss with Garrison in our backyard by the pool. Dad was furious that it was with another Parikh boy. Brooke persuaded him to let it go. Honestly, they’re not bad people. Jamal’s the only date of mine Dad knows about and he’s developed an extreme bias of them based on the one time Jamal yelled at me in front of Brooke.
Ahh finally! My Young Adult Morph Day happened and I was ecstatic! Things were sort of returning to normal. Most of my family, including myself, discovered that we love New Age music. Dad was promoted to Editor-in-Chief (9)! I received the “Ambitious” trait upon aging up. Perfectionist, High Maintenance, and Ambitious… No wonder I’m the way I am… An absolute Delight!
Day 87: Dad died at my Young Adult Morph Day! Nothing’s been the same for me since the Grim Reaper scythed his soul away! My heart stopped and time stood still. Just about everyone I knew witnessed it. Hazel, however, deigned to stay inside. Coward! He was so close to completing his career too!
At this point, I did not hate my mother. In fact, I invited her to Zen Hill’s meditation area. Naturally, I led the guided meditation group as I’ve become proficient in all the wellness skills available.
Before I went into Business, I was an apprentice masseuse. The Goths were regulars (Cassandra is the guest on the left.) These were charmed times. Brooke doesn’t really understand the appeal of coming here but made a half-hearted effort that one day anyway I suppose…
My new friend is Elvis Qualls. At first, we didn’t really see eye to eye, but he’s been my trusted mentor and confidant now more than ever!
We decided to have Dad buried in our backyard. (Hazel was outvoted.) He is a wonderful man and I refuse to believe he’s gone… I could always turn to him for anything and he never once belittled or doubted me. . I love you forever, Daddy!
Jamal and Me went on our first real date in awhile. With all the craziness surrounding my Dad’s death, I insisted on recovering. He really is a sweetheart!
Liam’s wonderful also. I feel like I can confide in him better than I can with Jamal. I’m just trying to figure things out right now.
I’ve also kind of been seeing Guillermo Brown. Liam is the fourth born of the Goths, so is Jamal. Guillermo’s the eldest out of his siblings. Not sure Dad would approve- but It’s my life!
Maddox Spencer-Kim-Lewis is alright… he’s definitely not in the running though…
Oh! Brooke also forgot to mention that she was eaten by Chompy! Hehe classic! She would not stop complaining about it for days after the fact! And she has the audacity to call ME “difficult”!
Of course, she couldn’t stay mad at them. I can’t recall which emotional essences both she and Sade produced after they were consumed…
Ha! Busted! Brooke and Dad’s perfect angel woohooed in the family tent with Garrison right in front of me! Our parents do have a firm rule in place about no woohoo occuring on the lot before marriage. (Of course, I know Brooke is a hypocrite!) Needless to say, I told Mom and she did nothing! Ugh, she’s getting too soft in her old age..
Bella is my hero. Everything she does is inspiring! She gives back to the community and is raising 6 kids! Her style is flawless… To put it simply: I want to be Bella Goth when I grow up! Why couldn’t she be my mother?! She and Brooke were practically best friends for many years.
Fisher is the eldest of the twins. Fisher’s traits are: Genius, Practice Makes Perfect, and Loves the Outdoors. I’m so proud of him! I’d go as far as to say I’ve raised him myself. As his best and favorite sister, I am well within my rights to express those sentiments! I want to use emojis but it is tacky and what Brooke does too much in her writing-There is no excuse for it!
Hazel became a YA and blah, blah, blah, she’s now a Bookworm, Squeamish, and Geek. Brooke was absolutely right about her being a phony. I mean look at her! Spoiled brat…
Unlike what my sister would have you to believe, Liam and Me were more responsible about woohoo than she was! Brooke made it very clear she no longer cares about the rules, so Liam and I shared a magical first woohoo together. (After sanitizing the entirety of the tent’s interior.)
Day 95: Brooke died in front of our home at 2 a.m. I’m at a loss for words… Didn’t get to say goodbye… I just don’t feel her loss nearly as much as my Dad’s. I always thought this would hit harder… R.I.P Brooke. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to call you “Mom” again, but you’ve taught me a lot.
That wraps up this chapter. Thank you for tuning in and as always, Happy Simming!
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