I woke up at 6:00 am since the bus gets me at 7:00 and school starts at 8:00. Ugh school, I hate school. Call me weird but I like the school part of school like learning and stuff but it's the people that bother me. I know I know weird right it's just they're all so preppy and excited I'm like its 8 in the morning calm the fuck down. So I hate everyone except my BFF's ( if you forgot it's Rylee Caitlin Chickie Kaden) and a few others but it's mostly the class below us. Everyone hates them even they hate them. I don't know I'm just weird."good morning Bizzy" my mom says."good morning" I say tiredly,"are you okay" mom asks. I had just realized how long I've been staring of into space thinking about school."yeah I'm fine, just tired" I say then leave to go get ready.
----------------------------------------------
A/N
Ok so again I don't know if I should continue with this story it's just so hard I have a new appreciation for writers. I mean go from school to vb practice to homework to reading it's like 11 pm and plus I had a game today so (don't expect much on Thursdays or maybe don't expect anything at all) I got home at like 10 since we had to watch the football game too then my house is 30 minutes away from town so I got home at 10:30 then read now it's like 1 or 2 ugh so tired... Night love ya 😘 and don't forget to comment and tell me if I should continue
YOU ARE READING
The Story of My Life
Non-FictionThe title says it all this is the story of my life. I've been reading for a long time and I thought none of this actually happens in real life so I figured I write one ( this is my first book EVER so don't hate plz)
