Hi, it's one of my memories (Lucky) and this goes back to 6th grade like nostalgic much but anyway.
This was when I started going back to public school and like wow I'm way different.
I was quiet most of the time and didn't have many friends, who am I kidding I had none, zero, nada, not a single one. I remember thinking I will never fit in. I haven't been in school in like 4 or 5 years. I was scared. I had my sister but she didn't do much. I hated being different. I experience my first crush is the 6th grade as well. I started to think about what if, what if he liked me too. I was scared that I would say the wrong thing. I cut a guys hair. I cried that day. I loved the art teacher too. I was scared of getting in trouble. So I asked her to give me detention instead of telling her what happened. I ate the detention note. So my parents wouldn't know. I had this huge crush on my geography teacher. He had a tattoo on his arm. A nice face and omj his sexy mmmm. I like him to this day. That's really all I remember about 6th grade.
