This dang human race is in my nerves.
Since I'm in the youngest grade in my school, the stupid gorillas think they have the right to push me around.
And I'm like, "No. Just no."
Like, most people don't even notice anything. They just walk past you, causing a tidal wave of force to push you into a locker or something.
And you're plastered to that locker.
Today, I was trying to get through a narrow space in between people. When I was halfway through, one of them decided it was a good time to back up.
Causing me to fall into a chair, angering another person.
So I ran. Then, about five minutes later, I was walking through a hall when someone walked up to me.
I had never seen them before, but they shoved their face into my face and caused me to fall into a locker. Then they ran away laughing.Also, stupid people.
The ones who decide that they must copy your work in order to stay in this grade and out of kindergarten.
There was one girl who literally picked up my notebook, and wrote down exactly what I had put tons of effort into.
Without asking.
And once, somebody literally put their name on the top of my paper and left their own blank.
They were going to get credit for it, since they seemed to have the magical no-erase pencil so no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get their name off it.
So I got a new paper, and she asked me to tell her the answer. And it was two or three-digit addition.
How have you not moved down a grade?(or ten)(million)And those who eat your food.
Sometimes, I'll give away something I really don't want, but this girl walked up from across the lunchroom, took some of my food (that I liked), and left.
Once, I had a whatever in my lunch, and one of my friends took it, ate it, and blamed HarryPotterGurl222 .
And she was like, "But that's what friends do! Put their own greed before everything and leave you to starve! ALK may be exaggerating with this dialogue!"Anyway, so I might update this chapter if there are more instances like this.
Farewell😘
-ALK
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RandomI have a lot of random stuff in my head I would like to get out, such as anecdotes about horrible substitutes, me talking to the voices in my head, and rants about things that annoy me.