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The Worst Day

It was my first day of sixth grade and as I remember it I had no friends in my class my friends were all in a class together but I got stuck in a different one. My alarm rang at 7:00 in the morning I woke up toke the braids out of my hair brushed my fingers through it and but a headband in then got dressed with the clothes hanging in my closet then got some breakfast. At 8:25 I ran down the stairs excitedly to awake my mother and got a ride to school she dropped me off in the back I went by my portable then saw my friends in another class we talked for about 10 minutes then the first bell rang I slowly walked up the stairs into my classroom portable hung my backpack up, then found my seat. I recognized most of the people here and a few I didn't I am that shy person who never raises their hand so I didn't really talk to anyone then suddenly I felt odd like a gigantic bomb was ticking through preschool - 5th grade and now it blew up it hit me so hard I was looking around and realized I do not want to be here I did not want to go back after that day of school I tried to convince my mother to let me drop out and of course she didn't think it was the best idea then she would blab on and on about her friend at works daughter who dropped out in 6th grade and she hated when she went to 7th grade and everyone asking where she went but at that point I didn't care. I wanted to leave I begged, I shouted, I cried.