This text my friend sent me doesn't help much btw
Well I'm sure everyone knows half of why I'm sad.
Well....there's more to it.
You see,if you read my poem called "Trust"
You see,if you read my poem called "Trust" the ending says "there's a while other half to my sadness and it has to do with school"
You see,if you read my poem called "Trust" the ending says "there's a while other half to my sadness and it has to do with school" Today I'll spill the tea and tell you, because only one or two people know this....they can reveal themself in the comments.
So if course it's already odd enough you have an 11 year old who likes Paw Patrol and crap.
Well,don't ask why but I like to shove some of my paw patrol stuff in my bookbag and lunchbox
And because I know the kids at my school are prob gonna pick on me because of all the crap I like (And I'm not dealing with it sooo...)
And because I know the kids at my school are prob gonna pick on me because of all the crap I like So in October I made up this "cousin"
My "cousin" would come over to my house a lot and shove the PAW Patrol stuff in my bookbag and lunchbox. (btw I shove stuff in my lunch box because I can and lunch time is really boring and I finish my food real fast)
My mom ( who actually exists) would pack the PAW Patrol cheesticks (And that actually exists too,just saaying)
Well,the problem is this cousin of mine saved my whole reputation and this cousin is a hit at my school
Everyday I went to lunch everyone was like,wanting to hear more about this cousin. and my life is interesting but it got more interesting with the cousin.
If you feel like you can fly to the moon or something you're welcome.
If you feel like you can fly to the moon or something you're welcome. You can't help me with this either so yeah
Well also my teachers are so mean.
So I moved to my new school and there was this whole new math thing that at the end of the year I got a 73 and almost held back
These teachers don't give a beaver dam about me
One time I was so stressed with my math homework I ripped it to ahreds,cried in my room for three hours,and stomped around my house for thirty minutes with some mean thiughts.
This is why I don't wanna go back to school next month.
And also why I'm sad and stressed and mad all the time.