So it's finally time. Time to tell the story of my 8th grade year so far. Lets begin shall we.
So at the beginning of the school year I was doing good. I had gained many friends but my best friend's was Angle,Bethany,and Liz. So as usual I was depress and still am. I got on a team that used to be called the Blue Angles but is now called the Cobras (helicopter). Most of my friends were on my team. I had six teachers and 6 classes. First block,Language arts,Second block, social studies,Third math, and fourth science.
Then i had P.E and Computer skills. But i didn't really like Computer skills because. Well I mean I did always manage to easily beat everyone and everything in typing but anyways. It got to be around 12:50 pm and we started to lunch like every day would be (except for a few special days). At lunch I sat with four of my friends. School lunch is a piece of crap by the way. That's why I always bring my food.
So they dismissed us an i started home. After doing some home work I played for a little bit and then went on to bed.
Six Months Later.
It has started to get really boring lately. There's really nothing to talk about here so.
Two Months Later.
I really hate people. Some people have started talking about me and three of my other friends behind my back. It's rude and cruel.
Four weeks later.
Here I am now. Sitting, writing this story. Let me ask you this question.
What story do you have to tell.
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Life Of Teenage Boy
Short StoryThis is the story of 13 yr old. Lee. He is also a emo. This story is based on my life so far. So dive into this crazy short story.