Chapter 5: Peace don't ever last

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5th grade overall was pretty good, but I didn't tell you about Olivia . She was probably the most beautiful girl on earth. I had enough balls one day to write a note to her and load all of my feelings to her. She didn't respond. I wasn't the cutest person in 5th grade. I was kinda short and fluffy and my pants said husky. In other words she was my dream girl and I couldn't have her .

Short quick fact about me. I entered into a poem contest and the winner from a school in each city in Texas would have there poem in a big book, and my poem was put into that book, me being the slacker I am I didn't buy the book and I regret it every day.

Later on in the year me and my friends well really me decided to make a memorial for Mr. Brown I started to sell $1 pencils at school cool thing is these pencils changed colors. The only people I remember from the group are zachary , bryce ( my white best friend who reminded me of tom Brady) , jmike, lane ( guy who snitched on me for peeing in the sink) and a red head fat kid named Dion. All was good like everything was good. But Dion decided to steal the money. FUCK YOU DION YOU INCONSIDERATE ASSHOLE.

Well good thing about all of this at our graduation there was a slideshow and we were apart of it and it made me really happy that something I made became something really big.

              

                   Thank you Mrs. Wells

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