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Today I talk about a particular group of people. The year 7's "7th graders" (I am expecting massive controversy... But hell with it) (in England) year 7 is the first jump to secondary "high" school.
Friday. My first lesson today was Maths. I didn't really do much. It was a nostalgic lesson as my corner were just talking about memories from year 7-8. It was nice to remember so many funny things.
My name is Michelle. I was born in a small town an hour away from San Diego. My parents moved to Modesto when I was three weeks old and have lived here ever since. I am the oldest child.
Chapter 1: Nick was pretty pleased with himself; he had been busy studying for his Maths exam all weekend.
It was freshman or sophomore year of high school, and we were working on our projects in the computer lab.
"Cammie. You've done it again. Come up here now!" Yelled my mother from the bathroom. I'm Cammie, a typical girl.
Woah. What on earth just happened. D : The whole thing I'd typed just deleted itself randomly. Oh well. I hadn't written much anyway. So, welcome to my 2nd but 1st proper blog. It's Tuesday the...
Let's talk about me. Ok. I'm Alyssa Kang. Fifteen. Mix blood. Russian and Korean. I don't speak English well, but my English not so awful.
(names were changed in this story, so that it is not guaranteed I get talked to about this lol) I go to English, the most boring class of the day. Mrs.