My story is:
In kindergarden, I had no friends, until i got puppies, then i got a friend, if you could call it that, then my mom home schooled me, so i skiped first grade so she wouldnt have to teach two grades at once. Then i started third grade, and my mom ended up teaching fifth grade work, then went to publick school, and started real third grade, and my mom thought i was doing a great job, then one day, i forgot to do my homework, and realized it was much easer to just skip my homework, and do other stuff, so i started failing. in fourth grade, i got some of my first friends, not best friends, you know, like you have youre best friend, and all thoes people you still might invite to youre partys, but not the person you would pick for one person trips, and i also broke my arm.then fifth grade, and all my friends thought i was dumb, and got some new ones, but they still wernt my best friends. and along came sisth grade, i had two friends, and they both had the same name, weird huh?and now i am in seventh grade, at ceader heits, and i have one best friend, and like five people i might take with me to partys. |
