I walked into the room, the books in my hands. I mean, why do you have to learn history??? I mean, ITS HISTORY! Its the past!! We need something USEFUL! But, apparently teachers dont seem to notice. Mabye they have learned so much their brains rot, and now the only thing they can do is teach. Why? Becuase they dont need to learn anything! So they dont need to THINK! I wish it was like that for kids. But its not! Everytime I tell my parents "I dont want to go to school! Its boring!" They will respond: "School is the best part of life! If you knew what came after school you'd love it! We wish we could go back to those times." . I just dont understand. THEY dont seem to understand kids! You know the funny part about adults? Its that they dont understand kids, but they WERE KIDS! I mean, if they were kids shouldnt they understand? WHATS WRONG WITH THEM! WHATS GOING ON INSIDE THEIR MINDS!? Its like those years of childhood were swooped away like the garbage my mom sweeps with the broomstick! I really dont understand the UNIVERSE. It doesnt make sense AT ALL! 1 day you are all happy, next day you are all sad. The third day you are mad, then you move, then you grow up, then this, then that! WHO DICIDED THIS? THE UNIVERSE? CAN THE UNIVERSE THINK? DOES IT HAVE A BRAIN? NO!!! THE ONLY BRAIN THE UNIVERSE HAS IS THE BRAIN EVERY SINGLE HUMAN BEAN INSIDE THE WORLD HAS! And guess what? ONLY 50% OF THOSE BRAINS WORK, BECUASE ONLY KIDS BRAINS WORK! ADULTS BRAIN, LIKE I SAID BEFORE, ARE ALL OLD AND WRINKLED. Just like my grandmothers skin. Still, I have one thing I DO understand. Friends. I just know that your friends play with you and this and that. But if you really come to think of it, after school, all those "GOOD" friends, those "TRUE" friends, those "BEST" friends, dissapear. Just like the childhood of the adults. Sometimes I like staring at the clouds and reapeat to myself: My universe is upside down. With luck, The universe will understand my un especific gasp of help, and DO something about it.
"Hey, Hey!" Said Samira snaping her fingers infront of my eyes.
"What,"
"Pay attention," she said pointing at the most teacher.
"History, are the roots of today we need to learn this so that in the future..." thats what the teacher said
But what I acctually her is this: " blah blah blah, future, blah blah blah, mistake, blah blah blah, history is boring." If sombody asks me whats going on inside my mind, they'd actually be inpressed if I told them. Its like a maze in there. All this thoughts, with one though I come to another. With one question I remember this about my mom and her birthday cake... Do you acctually want to know what happened? It was her birthday... and then she was about to cut the cake when this gigantic dog comes and jumps on my mother's back. And- and- and then, her WHOLE face smacks right in the MIDDLE of the cake when the dog just stands on the middle of the table and starts eating the cake! I was supposed to be serious and help but I just couldnt stop laughing. After all my mother laughed too. It was easy, the dog cleaned the whipped cream off her face by licking her, and then we all started laughing. Really... well mabye you got an idea of what I said about my thinking. Its wierd. I could tell you many things more, but, we need somewere for the first chapter to end.

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The six kids and a mummy
AdventureIsa doesn't understand the world, she thinks nothing last forever, not even friendship. But her adventure will teach her the best lesson in her life. The problem is, can her friends and her get out alive?