*3rd grade*
What can I say... I didn't like it at all! I thought it was to much for me. There was to much girl drama for me, I didn't like my teacher either as well. She would always give me a referral for talking, or not paying attention. My mom didn't like her either. My grades were really low, always laughing in class, and the teacher disliked me as well. Then after spring break, my friend Alyssa, came into class late with a rap around her knee and crouches. I ask what happened, she told me "Quad accident." She told me the whole story. I felt bad for her, I sat next to her everyday at lunch, even in class. There is really nothing to talk much about third grade, because I really just didn't care for it. Like one time... There was this girl name Jordyn. She got mad at for not going to her birthday party. I told her I couldn't go, because my mom said no. So at lunch we had a huge fight, I told on her. She told a HUGE LIE! I was so mad. I formed a huge group of all my friends. We went up to Jordyn and her only friend by her side. She got so scared, she walked away. We all laughed. "Thanks guys. You really helped me." I told them. But still, I don't like third grade.
*Middle of 4th grade*
I loved fourth grade. I had the most funniest teacher ever! She would always brighten up me and my classmates. She also brought my grades up. I got sent to a resource class, and that's how it helped me gain good grades. But.. I didn't have Alyssa in my class that year as well. But It did seem to be a great year for me.
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Non-FictionHi. This is about my story from when I was a baby till now. Hope you guys like it. Please no hate. Please comment that would really make my day brighten up (: I'm sorry if you see mistakes. You will find out why I can't spell In chapter 7 or 8
