Preschool, is the binning of school which is suppose to be great well not in my case.
The first day I arrived I was scared, my mom left me and went to work. There was this kid I remember he came and pushed me to the floor and spit on me. yep that was my first day of school everybody, anyaws i dint tell my parents because i thought tomorrow will be better little did i know it was the start of a living hell.
The last day of preaschool i was so happy, no more getting pushed, bitten, or hurt. when it was the last day i put on a perrty dress and skipped to school happly. The big kid came triped me and i fell in the mud. after that he put sand on me, and laughed and walked away. I got to school all muddy. I finished the day but only barley.
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The story of my life
Non-FictionThis is my story of how my life was. For all you kids that have had hard times YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
