Fourth grade. Fun... (The word fun autocorrected to the word Run)
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Fourth grade wasn't too bad at all. Except for one thing me and Daniel were in different classes. I no longer was able to see my friend as much as I wanted. So when I couldn't be with him, I was off dreaming, dreaming of anything and everything. The only time I saw my friend was a lunch in the bathroom. Although sometimes I was at the Lunch Detention table, for not doing work or something like that.
I had friends, but none were like him, I wanted to be with him for as long as I could.
One day as school, was ending he told me he wasn't coming back, he was moving to Huston, my heart broke.
I was the only boy in choir, out of all my classmates.... I got teased a lot because all of the other boys were in band, so no matter how much I wanted to I never joined Choir again. It's okay later on you'll find out I have Theater.
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Dream World,
That summer all I could dream of was him, I would dream of seeing him again, that first day of school. I dreamed that he didn't leave after all. I missed him so much I cried almost nightly...
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I would sing to get over it.
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The Life of a Dreamer
Non-FictionThis is my life story, My life Song. Written on the pages are my Past, my Beliefs, my Secrets, and my Dreams. I was raised Christian, I have always had an incredible imagination, I believe God's plan for my is something beyond human nature... God ha...
