Tears of sadness

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Today I decided to look back on some memories. I went back onto my 5th grade Edmoto, where I saw some of the old posts that my teacher had put were all gone. I don't care what you say about me in this chapter, but I am trying to hold back tears, but I can't. I miss having one class, but thats the only pro in my book the con about having only one teacher is that if you get too connected... it's hard letting go. I thought I had let go a long time ago, but looking at what had happened hurt me on the inside. Everything gone... like POOFF (reference from my 3rd grade class) *Cough cough Konner M. cough cough*. I'm also kinda glad now because my teacher is now a 6th grade middle school teacher in maths (yes I say it that way, because mathamatics to shorten it the made is math BUT it has to be maths, because of the S in the end of mathematics), but the thing is I don't know the school. Oh well.

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