I forgot my name

Because I've been going through my bookshelf lately and realized that the main character in teen novels always seems to be bullied... It's getting a tad old.

My mom used to read it to me when I was little... It was about this Christmas tree that everybody kept snipping off the top and passing it on to like animals and they just kept snipping off more and more.... That's all I remember...

I'll be leaving for college very soon and am trying to find someone to care for my leopard gecko because I can't have a tank large enough for him in my dorm. My little sister is eleven--though probably more responsible than I am. *sigh*--and I've been considering handing him down to her. She already knows how to care for him because I've left him with her for a few days before. I'm still worried because she's so young. I have a friend who's said they could take him if they needed to. Should I leave my gecko with my friend who might not know how to care for him right? Or with my sister who's so young?

It looks like there's something in it, but also looks like it could be crusting over. I've been doing some research since I noticed and found that it COULD just be skin from shedding (yes, he recently shed.) that will eventually fall out or I can remove. Is there anything else it could be?

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Kayl shifted his grip on his backpack and pushed the classroom door open. He stepped in slowly, feeling the cold air from inside hit him. 

The classroom immediately became silent. Everybody turned in their seats, jaws dropping in surprise.

"Is that...?" someone said.

"Yes," another gasped.

"I thought he was in--like--Witness Protection."

"I thought he was in juvie."

Kayl gathered up his courage and walked up to the teacher's desk, dragging his feet along the carpet. He kept his head down as he handed Miss Nal his transfer slip.

"Hood off," she said, looking up at him. Her voice softened when she said, "Welcome back, Kayl."

He nodded and gave her a weak smile. "Thank you, Miss Nal. And--uh--may I talk to you after class about..." He trailed off, not sure what to say. "I'm supposed to explain to all my teachers about why I've been gone."

Miss Nal leaned forward and met the boy's eyes. She gave him a genuine smile. "I already know," she said. "It's a small town; people talk." 

Kayl nodded again. He looked behind him and realized that his old seat had been filled. "Um..." He turned back to his teacher. "Where should I sit?" 

"Oh." She stood. She scanned the room, seeing no empty seats, and strode to the back of the classroom. Dragging the back table into line with the desks, Miss Nal motioned Kayl over. "You can sit here." 

"Thank you," he muttered. He grabbed a chair from the back counter, sat down, and dropped his backpack at his feet. 

Miss Nal returned to the front of the class. Her eyes lingered on Kayl for a moment. Then she pulled down the projector screen and said, "Today, we're starting chapter three." 

Kayl grabbed his history notebook from his backpack and sighed as it smacked the desk. It was way too early to be awake, in his opinion, and nobody should have to drag their butts out of bed just to go to school.

In the back of his mind though, he was secretly glad to be back.

Kayl shifted his grip on his backpack and pushed the classroom door open. He stepped in slowly, feeling the cold air from inside hit him. 

The classroom immediately became silent. Everybody turned in their seats, jaws dropping in surprise.

"Is that...?" someone said.

"Yes," another gasped.

"I thought he was in--like--Witness Protection."

"I thought he was in juvie."

Kayl gathered up his courage and walked up to the teacher's desk, dragging his feet along the carpet. He kept his head down as he handed Miss Nal his transfer slip.

"Hood off," she said, looking up at him. Her voice softened when she said, "Welcome back, Kayl."

He nodded and gave her a weak smile. "Thank you, Miss Nal. And--uh--may I talk to you after class about..." He trailed off, not sure what to say. "I'm supposed to explain to all my teachers about why I've been gone."

Miss Nal leaned forward and met the boy's eyes. She gave him a genuine smile. "I already know," she said. "It's a small town; people talk." 

Kayl nodded again. He looked behind him and realized that his old seat had been filled. "Um..." He turned back to his teacher. "Where should I sit?" 

"Oh." She stood. She scanned the room, seeing no empty seats, and strode to the back of the classroom. Dragging the back table into line with the desks, Miss Nal motioned Kayl over. "You can sit here." 

"Thank you," he muttered. He grabbed a chair from the back counter, sat down, and dropped his backpack at his feet. 

Miss Nal returned to the front of the class. Her eyes lingered on Kayl for a moment. Then she pulled down the projector screen and said, "Today, we're starting chapter three." 

Kayl grabbed his history notebook from his backpack and sighed as it smacked the desk. It was way too early to be awake, in his opinion, and nobody should have to drag their butts out of bed just to go to school.

In the back of his mind though, he was secretly glad to be back.

Kayl shifted his grip on his backpack and pushed the classroom door open. He stepped in slowly, feeling the cold air from inside hit him. 

The classroom immediately became silent. Everybody turned in their seats, jaws dropping in surprise.

"Is that...?" someone said.

"Yes," another gasped.

"I thought he was in--like--Witness Protection."

"I thought he was in juvie."

Kayl gathered up his courage and walked up to the teacher's desk., dragging his feet along the carpet. He kept his head down as he handed Miss Nal his transfer slip.

"Hood off," she said, looking up at him. Her voice softened when she said, "Welcome back, Kayl."

He nodded and gave her a weak smile. "Thank you, Miss Nal. And--uh--may I talk to you after class about..." He trailed off, not sure what to say. "I'm supposed to explain to all my teachers about why I've been gone."

Miss Nal leaned forward and met the boy's eyes. She gave him a genuine smile. "I already know," she said. "It's a small town; people talk." 

Kayl nodded again. He looked behind him and realized that his old seat had been filled. "Um..." He turned back to his teacher. "Where should I sit?" 

"Oh." She stood. She scanned the room, seeing no empty seats, and strode to the back of the classroom. Dragging the back table into line with the desks, Miss Nal motioned Kayl over. "You can sit here." 

"Thank you," he muttered. He grabbed a chair from the back counter, sat down, and dropped his backpack at his feet. 

Miss Nal returned to the front of the class. Her eyes lingered on Kayl for a moment. Then she pulled down the projector screen and said, "Today, we're starting chapter three." 

Kayl grabbed his history notebook from his backpack and sighed as it smacked the desk. It was way too early to be awake, in his opinion, and nobody should have to drag their butts out of bed just to go to school.

In the back of his mind though, he was secretly glad to be back.

Kayl shifted his grip on his backpack and pushed the classroom door open. He stepped in slowly, feeling the cold air from inside hit him.

The classroom immediately became silent. Everybody turned in their seats, jaws dropping in surprise.

"Is that...?" someone said.

"Yes," another gasped.

"I thought he was in--like--Witness Protection."

"I thought he was in juvie."

Kayl gathered up his courage and walked up to the teacher's desk, dragging his feet along the carpet. He kept his head down as he handed Miss Nal his late slip.

"Hood off," she said, looking up at him. Her voice softened when she said, "Welcome back, Kayl."

He nodded and gave her a weak smile. "Thank you, Miss Nal. And--uh--may I talk to you after class about..." He trailed off, not sure what to say. "I'm supposed to explain to all my teachers about why I've been gone."

Miss Nal leaned forward and met the boy's eyes. She gave him a genuine smile. "I already know," she said. "It's a small town; people talk."

Kayl nodded again. He looked behind him and realized the seat he used to sit in was filled. "Um..." He turned back to his teacher. "Where should I sit?"

"Oh." She stood. She looked around, seeing that there were no empty seats, and walked to the back of the classroom. Dragging the back table to be in line with the desks, Miss Nal motioned Kayl over. "You can sit here."

"Thank you," he muttered. He grabbed a chair from the back counter and sat down. Kayl dropped his backpack at his feet.

Miss Nal went back to the front of the class. Her eyes lingered on Kayl for a moment, then she pulled down the projector screen and said, "Today, we're starting chapter three."

Kayl pulled his history notebook from his backpack. He dropped it on his desk with a sigh. It was way too early to be awake, in his opinion, and nobody should have to drag their butts out of bed just to go to school.

In the back of his mind though, he was secretly glad to be back.

I'm only thirteen, so I know I'm gonna need a lot of critique...

Kayl shifted his grip on his backpack and pushed the classroom door open. He stepped in slowly, feeling the cold air from inside hit him.

The classroom immediately became silent. Everybody turned in their seats, jaws dropping in surprise.

"Is that...?" someone said.

"Yes," another gasped.

"I thought he was in--like--Witness Protection."

"I thought he was in juvie."

Kayl gathered up his courage and walked up to the teacher's desk, dragging his feet along the carpet. He kept his head down as he handed Miss Nal his late slip.

"Hood off," she said, looking up at him. Her voice softened when she said, "Welcome back, Kayl."

He nodded and gave her a weak smile. "Thank you, Miss Nal. And--uh--may I talk to you after class about..." He trailed off, not sure what to say. "I'm supposed to explain to all my teachers about why I've been gone."

Miss Nal leaned forward and met the boy's eyes. She gave him a genuine smile. "I already know," she said. "It's a small town; people talk."

Kayl nodded again. He looked behind him and realized the seat he used to sit in was filled. "Um..." He turned back to his teacher. "Where should I sit?"

"Oh." She stood. She looked around, seeing that there were no empty seats, and walked to the back of the classroom. Dragging the back table to be in line with the desks, Miss Nal motioned Kayl over. "You can sit here."

"Thank you," he muttered. He grabbed a chair from the back counter and sat down. Kayl dropped his backpack at his feet.

Miss Nal went back to the front of the class. Her eyes lingered on Kayl for a moment, then she pulled down the projector screen and said, "Today, we're starting chapter three."

Kayl pulled his history notebook from his backpack. He dropped it on his desk with a sigh. It was way too early to be awake, in his opinion, and nobody should have to drag their butts out of bed just to go to school.

In the back of his mind though, he was secretly glad to be back.