So my parents bought me a reading tutor to help me read and write better stories. I really like her. Her name is Michelle, but I call her Mickey for short. I don't really think she can help me that much, but I think she'd be a good friend. She works with me for 2hrs a day, it's very fun because it's like having your own personal teacher/friend.
The next day at school my teacher seems a little odd.... She seemed happier, and nicer. Hopefully she had changed but I don't think so. Mrs. Nelly handed out our test papers from social studies but I got 13 out of 20 which is surprisingly good for me. "Pop quiz!" Our teacher screams. I think it's way unfair that we are the only class that gets pop quizzes. "And after the pop quiz I will give you guys a 10 minute break so I can hurry up and grade these." She continued.
After we finished I actually took a nap and then Laura woke me up so I wouldn't get I trouble. "OMMGG I GOT A 20 out of 20!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed. This is the first time in my life that I got an 100% on a test.
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Short StoryThis book is about a girl who has dyslexia and her struggles through 2nd grade and making new friends
