Time started: 9:54am
My head is starting to hurt. Inhale. Exhale. Ugh! My school, like any other school has IDs. My school, like any other school has disrespectful kids, rebellious kids, trouble kids, and "loud" kids. My school, like any other school will make policies and in force them for us kids to follow because we can't be controlled. You are the worst then last year they would say, you kids can't be called adults because of your behavior they say, inhale, exhale, you guys are acting like a bunch of babies do you like being called babies they say, my god can you guys act your age want us to treat you like adults they say. Yes, we get it we are inmutare and act like kids. Yes, we get it some of our behavior is unacceptable and we should control ourself much better. Yes! We get it we sometimes don't feel like following the rules or policies you inforce.
Time ended: honestly I don't know any more.
YOU ARE READING
the world through my mind
RandomWant to read something that makes you cry. Want to cry. This isn't a story. Oh no you couldn't be more wrong. This is inside my mind. And knowing myself. Well. It's hell.
