Everyone was wearing black, gray or silver. There was not a single bright color in my homeroom except for the posters on the wall and the items in the room.
I was wearing a black t-shirt, black jeans and my hair was black too (natural hair color). My homeroom teacher was wearing pink, green and white on the other hand.
All 104 students of 6C had planned on wearing black, gray or silver today because our Social Studies teacher had been shot by someone.
We all loved him. I cried when I heard the news. All 104 of us LOATHED the person who shot him.
No one smiled today in the whole school.
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Dreams
RandomThis book will be a collection of the dreams I have every night. I'm one of those people who can remember some of the dreams I had the night before. I thought it would be interesting to put it all into a book.
