A Marie Grace AUTObiography *edited*

ew sixth grade

Wow. Im on a roll.

Who made me do this again?

Oh yeah, sheer will.

>:|

Sometimes I battle with my mind too much.

Okay,

so I started sixth grade.

First class- reading.

Ew.

Personally, I hate reading classes. The books are bull and stupid.

"They went out of the ring, not knowing who won."

WELL I WANT TO KNOW WHO THE HECK WON, STUPID READING COMPANY.

The nerve.

Okay, so I got into honors and this Mr. Sperrty is our teacher.

We had to read Old Yeller.

Seriously?

I read that in Kindergarden.

So I read Oliver Twist.

I got yelled at, so I left school.

Yep.

Honestly, I regret NOTHING