Hi, people think I'm mad, my name is Isabella. So anyways, I'm in the 5th grade, not fun I'll say... Jerks. Jerks. Jerks! I thought the boy Spencer was good for me but he was the one making the rumors about me that "I am the mad for suicide" though I am not mad for suicide...So as those rumors rolled in the deep I was very unhappy. When I went home after school I'd nap or relax on my bed, but when it was Monday or Tuesday I'd cry. Other days I'd nap or relax, I mostly napped on Fridays or slept. So Monday, cried. Tuesday, cry. Wednesday, watch TV. Thursday, relax. Friday, sleep. Anyways, I'm Isabella the girl that is called "Mad". Bye!
