We're All Lost

Chapter 3

        My first class is math, it's one of my favorite subjects, so I don't really mind starting off my day with it. The teacher is always nice to me because she knows that she can always depend on me to fet good grades and and correct answers on everything. Math is kind of my thing. I know it's kind of odd because most people's worst subject is math. 

        I have always been good using bumbers, putting them together, and finding different patterns. I am sure that if people didn't hate me so much I could tutor them and they would actually start understanding and getting better grades. Oh well, that is their fault, not mine.

         You know, sometimes I feel like I hate myself too, like maybe I did something wrong. I really could've done something wrong, but maybe I just didn't relaize it.