Chapter 12

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Hell on earth 2- Revenge of Fifth Grade.

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I remember on Sunday at Church, during the summer, I was supposed to move on to the next grade level that day, but my grandmother decided I should stay at my curent grade level for one more day. At the beginning of class the teacher said, "Raise your hand if you got held back." I raised my hand as a joke because my grandmother kept me back for a day. Aperently God didn't know I was joking...

So my mom enrolled me into a public school, but with a catch, I had to test to qualify to move up to my actual grade. I waited for like a month before before they would even test me. I was used to the SATs not TAKS. I didn't know how to bubble in the scoring sheet, and I was not used to the math, I failed the test because I was not used to corresponding my test answers to a bubble sheet, I even asked my teacher, "How do I do this, and she didn't explain very well." I failed, I then had to read out loud to the counselor I read really well, the book they had me read was a book that looked like a book I read at the beginning of first grade. As I was reading I messed up on the word,"women" I read it correctly, because I knew what it said, but I thought it was spelled wrong. I asked th counselor about it, and she said it was correct, and I continued reading.

Me and my sister then took a Math test that we were more equipped to take, I was toled I missed two and my sister missed one, and I was held back. I was upset. I promised myself that I would get to my proper grade.

I remember this girl named, Clarrisa asked me out, I though she was messing with me so I told her I would date her later.

My best friend in Fifth Grade was a Girl named, Abby. Her favorite thing to do was jump rope. One day during Art, I was a good drawer, I drew her. She tried to draw me... I look good as a stick figure... I had a crush on her, but she only saw me as her best friend. I wanted to ask her out but I was afraid that it would be the Salie situation again. She was moving schools in the middle of the year. She moved and I lost my chance.

My best friend ended up becoming Damian, me and Damian hung out together a lot, we were allways doing something. Damian acted so much like me, we were very close.

A girl named Sidney came to our school toward the end of the year. She had natural fiery red hair. She was a Wicken, and every one teased her. She had a crush on me and told Damian, and Damian told me... I didn't want to hurt her... Five days before she was leaving she had her friend Brenda, to ask me out for her, I said, "Yes. " so for five days I went out with her, but the most we did was hug awkwardly, because we were asked to.

I was no longer failing, but it became too easy, and I became lazy toward work. I did great on test, I almost never turned in work because I was so ahead from Private School. So my grades we not the highest, but there was no way I'd fail.

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Dream World,

One night I dreamed that I went back in time and saw Abby again. The dream ended right before I was about ask her out.

My imagination world was falling apart.... War between good and bad destroyed my world.

I dreamed often, even to this day, about returning to the Private School, to visit, I dreamt that there was a secret stairwell that lead into my world where my imagination ran wild, the world I was talking about earlier, I saw evil consume the place, and my mind was at constant war with itself, I was cut off from my world, and slowly I forgot about it for it was destroyed, and I could not enter anymore, there could be nothing, no winner, with out me. The stairwell became dark, lightning and thunder were about, but I could not enter. At some point I watched Harry Potter, and I would have dreams, and not even with Magic could I enter my forgotten world. I watch Avatar the last air bender, and still I could not enter with all the powers of nature.

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When I say forgotten I mean forgotten, I forgot about my Universe, I forgot all about my World. Ask me if you want details about anything....

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