LiFe IsN't FaIr.

"OUCH"

Ethan

Lincoln Middle School. I hate those 3 words. No idea why. Or No some idea why. Okay. I need to admit it. I know exactly why. Me and Katie decided to call each night at 6:00 PM. The thing is, that doesn't do for me. I knew I should've begged my dad a little more to go to her school, Heather Hills middle school. I feel like an idiot, but writing in a diary helps me a little. You know what? its Not a diary. Its a man journal. YEA. M A N stuff. "YOUR 5 MINUTES LATE FOR THE BUS I CAN SEE IT COMING EEL!" I hurry and grab my bag and run outside. You might be wondering why My mom calls me eel. Ya see, i went to a beach with Katie and her dad and my mom for my 8th birthday. Yes i was a loner with no one but Katie. I thought i saw an eel and ran for it then peed my pants. Don't judge. I drank a lot of Capri-Sun That day. Turns out the "eel" was a gross sock. Katie chased my around with it, and called me a germaphobe. Who likes a wet sock touching you? Sense that day- "OUCH" I yelled in pain. I finally stopped thinking to myself and found out i bumped my head into the bus instead of going in. I started to wonder how Katie's Day was going so far.