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I walked down the clean streets, the moon watching down upon me, the smell of baked goods and sweets filled my nostrils from the multiple stores surrounding me.
Chapter 4 Today I walked into school to find Mandy slumped on a wooden stool with a very sad look on her face. "I can tell something's up. What's wrong eh. What's the matter?" I quizzed her.
#acrostic S ound of the bell and the corridor filling, C an't stand the sight of the food that's grilling. H otdogs and pizzas, paninis and chips, O ver and over my stomach doing flips.
Under his exterior Is a really lovely guy He has heartfelt talks And a little quiet cry To me he spills his heart out Tells me perhaps too much A problem with his anger Stay away from his angry...
Chapter 1 I was walking to school with Ross and Annabel, I am in a relationship with Ross for 2 years and Annabel is my best friend from donkey years ago, she's also Ross's twin sister.
Chapter 37 I walked to Mrs. Kemp's room, not even making an effort to get there before the late bell rang. I got into the class room five minutes after the late bell. Lucky for me Mrs.
Like a miracle- A legend, a myth A snow day is upon us Joyfully, we sleep.
#acrostic. One I forgot to post. Sludging through the hallways. Corridors of dread. Harbouring such fear and hate. Of where these halls do head. Open doors of hell to me. Locked inside all day.
Chapter 35 "I'm coming around to check 12.1 worksheet." Mr. Virbreak told us. "We had homework?" I asked David who sat next to me. "Yeah, this worksheet." David held up a paper with words 12.1 on it.
School kids all around. Crashing agains my innards. Hopefully learning their lessons. Once in a while, visiting my yard. Over and over I'm painted. Luckily it hides graffiti. Don't have a mind.
#acrostic challenge. [S]urvivin' is playin' it. [K]ool, do yer. [O]wn thing, don't play the fool. [O]r fools rush in. [L]ike bees to a honeycomb, 'sting'. [D]addy said, play hard, fight.
#acrostic - with some naughty words. {S} hitty lessons, shitty writes, {C} rappy classrooms, crappy lights. {H} eavy homework, heavy days, {O} nly teachers have their says.
I feel FLABBERGASTED. My Physical Education mates are making fun of my thin body. Indistinct insults, referring to other words unknown in this story. Anyway, I'm not Shakespeare.
I got new glasses. They're glasses I'll wear when I don't feel like wearing contacts.
Chapter 33 Later I walked into Mrs. Kemp's room. She was there today. "Today you guys are working on your packets. The first page is due tomorrow." Mrs.
Chapter 32 The next day. I walk back into the science room, I had to finish taking the test that everyone else finished yesterday, outside of the room so I won't cheat.
When you frown at me like that Colin and wave your arm in the air I know just what your going to say please sir it isn't fair It isn't fair on the football field If the other team scores a...
Chapter 31 I walked into Mrs. Kemp's room. I sat at my table. At my table is Allyson, Fiona, Jen, Ellie, and Sofi. Mrs. Kemp wasn't there that day, so we had Mrs. Postey as a sub.
Yeah, about that, I apologise. Not to you of course, but to myself.. I promised that I would post every day in a blog type fashion. I lied, well.. its only been like.. 3..4 months. Oops.
you torture me so much now, why must that be.
*Written on a true story* Which supply teacher will we have today?. Will it be 'HUR' woman?.
I see crowded round my locker Each eager, worried face All trying first to speak to me And jostling for space But their words aren't consequential To this hassled, headached girl My thoughts block...
There is a girl at my school who always looks sad. I wish I knew why I think its to do with her dad. I wish I could help her and let her know I'm here..
#disabilityaware The other kids They don't jeer They wouldn't dare They only stare And walk around them.