Monday, March 25 8:38 am Before the day even began, the teachers were already starting with me. Ms. Thompson, my history teacher, kept on calling my name for everything I do. Even if I just ask to sharper my pencil, all I could hear is the ANNOYING, LOUD-ASS CROCODILE yelling "TRACEY, SHUT YO MOUTH!" (Like bitch wtf) And even she would just get ALL IN MY EAR, I just wanna slap her monkey looking ass. So as I walked out the room to go to 2nd Period, I slapped her ass to the ground and started going HAM on her face. I snatched her crunchy ass wig. Het shirt was flying and her rolls(fat lumps) was all out.
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Before i know it, I was in detention. By my school didn't call it detention, it was called it C.A.R.E. I never knew why or what it stands for ,so I'm just gonna say it stands for: Cids Are Really Extra But i make everything seem like a accident.
