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Chapter 6

*5th grade*

Once again, I have good grades in fifth grade as well. My teacher was nice, never yelled, but.. I would get into a lot of trouble in her class. One time I got lunch detention for punching a girl in the arm, because she made fun of me. But my mom always tells me "It's ok you punched her, because she can learn a lesson." But I forgot about the consequences. I would always goof off during class time, I would always laugh, or even make other people laugh and get them in trouble. So I couldn't really say I didn't like fifth grade. I did love going to resource class, every time after we're done with our lesson we got to go on the computer or chat with our classmates for a while. And she even let us go to lunch early. We got to eat first, get in line first, such and such. On the last day of school, I got to bake a chocolate cake. I cooked it all by myself. My mom did help me put it in the oven. The whole class liked it, some of them didn't like chocolate, or was allergic to it. Right after school, I had to go to the doctors. They had to test me to see what I was allergic to. They drew four Small tubes of blood, it felt like I was using a lot of blood, but I did not. Four weeks passed, they called but we weren't home, so they left a message. "Your daughter Clarissa is allergic to... Dogs, cats, grass, tree." Then two weeks later they found out i was also allergic to lime/lemon. My mom thought it was wrong. So we went to another doctor. When we arrived, they had to test me on what I am really allergic to. I had to wear a gown, I got to pick whatever kind, so I picked Dr.susses gown. So when the nurse came in, she had a box with her. I was really scared, I didn't know what they were going to do on my back. She they looked like little needles, but they weren't. So I had to lay on my tummy and hold my moms hand. As soon as the lady touched my back, I felt a little poke. She did it really fast, I was crying so bad because it hurt. They poked me forty times on my back. When the doctor came in.. "Please don't hurt me." I told her. "I won't don't worry you can sit up now." She told me. She told me and my mom what I was actually allergic to. I was allergic to all types of grass and trees, and cat hair. When I herd cat, I was sad, because I have a cat at home that I got for my birthday. We didn't want to give her away... So we had to keep her out of my room. But every time my grandma or grandpa would go in my room, they would forget to close the door, so my cat boots would go under my bed. We left her there see if she would give me an attack, she didn't. But she still had to get out. She always loves me. Once I put her in a pillow case and I carried her like I was Santa clause. Then I put her in a toy box, pushed her around, and she would always jump. But after my allergies started getting worse, we had to put her outside. She would never leave, she just sat by the window, waiting for me to play with her. I was sad that I didn't get to pet, play with her. I guess my summer stinks!

*6th grade*

I was so happy to be in sixth grade! I couldn't wait to get out of elementary school! Once again, Alyssa wasn't in my class. We were hoping we would be in a class again, but we didn't. I ended up getting Miss.Caffall. She was okay. My grades were good, I didn't get into that much of trouble. I did have some of my friends in my class, but then they turned into my enemies. They faked being my friend, they never liked me, talked about me behind my back...etc. I never really hung out with Alyssa in sixth grade, we always had things to do. But we would always go to parties and such together.

March 16th, 2012. It was Friday of spring break, I was waiting for my aunt to pick me up because we were going to see the "Lorax" with my cousin and my mom. She called the house phone, "Your mom just called me to tell you to shut down your iPod because there is something wrong with there system." She told me. I was a little confused, so I just shut it down. My mom came home. "Why are you home?" "I thought we were going to meet you there?" I asked her. She came up to me in tears. "Michael died in a car accident today." She surprisingly told me. I started busting out into tears. I couldn't say anything, or hardly breathe. I didn't know what to do. I wiped off my tears, cleaned my face, and drove off to the movies. I couldn't cry in front of my cousin or he will tell me something. Through out the whole movie I wanted to cry so badly, at the ending I did cry. Before we got out of the movie, I wiped off my tears and we left. We went home, took a shower, then I took a nap to clear off my mind. I woke up crying. Yelling "MOMMY MOMMY!! HELP ME!" I was shaking. I had a headache from crying, she went to the kitchen to get some medicine. I sat back down feeling dizzy. A while after, I called Alyssa. I told her what happened and all. She couldn't talk for long since she was on vacation from out of state. She was the first person I told. I always counted on her even when we were fighting. On the first day back at school, it was pouring. My grandpa dropped me off in the front and I went to my class. I tired not to cry for asking my teacher for the homework so I can go to California for the funeral. But I did. So when I sat down at my desk, I stood there quiet with my folder up, jacket on. My table kept asking me what was wrong. I ignored them. Until they went up to Miss.Caffall. She told them, they grouped hugged me saying its ok. But it really wasn't. That was the first time i have cried in sixth grade. The second time was at the promotion on the last day of school. It was my last time in elementary school. Mostly all the sixth graders cried. Even one teacher did when she was announcing her awards to her class. Once I got my award, I started balling my eyes out. Alyssa was crying as well. We just had to share the love. We did hangout after school. We went to the mall and got earrings that change colors. She also had a little party as well. I loved sixth grade, but I was ready for seventh!