Stuck In A Twister (IN BETA)

New School, Weird Day

                                                                          Tuesday, 7:30 AM

(Ok, I guess I should start out like this...)

Hi... my names Ashton and I am...um, writing in my...new journal.

I got this for no obvious reason, but I just got this.

And I guess I should tell you more about me...

As I said, my names Ashton, I'm 13 and I personally believe-

 my parents made the worst decision of there lives.

We moved to a new school due to some causes, that I will go more in-depth with later.

We moved from Manhattan, to...California.

I mean writing this, it's still hard to even believe that this happened.

We moved across the country and left all my friends.

But I guess that doesn't matter anymore, were already here.

I'm already walking to school writing in this little book.

The book I didn't even try to put money in.

I got this from the 99 Cents store about 5 months ago,

never even used it until now.

I guess I just thought that it would be great to write in when the most-

life changing event is occurring.

But I'm a few feet away from the entrance of my school,

and it is SO BIG.

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                                                     8:15 AM 1st Period

So, I learned that I have English 1st Period my favorite subject...

But let's see if the teacher is nice...

"Hello, kids I'm Ms. AppelHore." She says In a somewhat old and cocky voice.

She had a tan complexion, dark hair, and a little bun at the top of her head.

Note to self: She was also kind of um...thick.

"I am your English teacher and I will be telling all the rules." 

"First up, NO ASKING TO BLOW YOUR NOSE!" She yelled in an aggressive tone.

"Yall have hands and yall know how to use em!"

I don't know where this lady is from, but that southern accent came out of NOWHERE.

"2nd rule, I'm too lazy to say all the rules so can you please just behave?"

Probably from all those cookies she's been eating.

I don't see myself liking this teacher anytime soon.

First, we did a 7 paragraph essay in 45 minutes.

I think this lady is trying to kill me.

No, I'm not kidding.

She's crazy.

I'm okay with the essay,

What I'm not okay with is that she gave us a VERY short time limit.

And it was supposed to be a nice fun essay, about ourselves!

BUT NOOOOOO, she had to ruin all the fun.