I saw her again today, she was sitting in front of me in science class, and her hair was down today. I liked it this way, she tucked it behind her ears and I was still able to see her face. I watched as she got up to speak with the teacher, I also saw Josh watching her. I didn't like him because she did, I let my eyes dart over to him and I stuck out my tongue. He ignored me, I couldn't believe how childish he was!
When I got home my mom got angry because I was all dirty, I told her it was because I was a war hero but she just "wasn't having it" I don't know what her problem is. I ate a can of "sgetty" for dinner, my mom got mad when I got the tomato sauce all over my cheeks. I told her I was a hungry lion and it was the blood of a gazelle! She didn't seem amused and I stomped up the stairs to my bedroom.
I wrote down on an uncolored page of my transformers coloring book that I hated my mom and that Josh kid in orange crayon. I'll visit the coloring book in the morning to relive my hatred on them. I'd forget overnight anyways.
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Small hands
Teen FictionFrom the eyes of a boy named Ben with his head in the clouds the first year of high school isn't what he expected. (GRAPHIC NOVEL UNDRAWN)
