When I was born 01-28-01 I was a pain in the butt for my mom. My grandma was there for every push, every tear, even the pain from the squeezing from my moms hand. Next thing you know I was in kindergarten. My mom and my grandma couldn't believe it. Time flew I got older, taller, talented, and smarter. Now I'm 14, in the 8th grade, with light brown hair, freckles all over my face, I also have braces. I was about eight when everything changed. Everything went down hill from there. Everywhere was quite all you could hear was the wind blowing through the tall trees. Nothing was the same...
Chapter one
I couldn't believe my eyes. Middle school was so big,there were so many people. My bus was the first bus to arrive. Once I walked into the hall way it felt like a jungle. I saw one of my friends across the hall, Skyleigh. I shoved people out the way to see her. Next thing you know "BAM" shoved in the lockers by this 8th grade boy. Right when I hit the ground all I could see were stars, the hall way went black. Skyleigh came running over asking if I was okay. Once I could get back on my feet I went to my first period class without saying anything. 6th grade was hell for me and several people. All you would see was people getting shoved in the walls and lockers.
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07-14-14
RandomThis story is a heart braking, loving and funny story. I'm going to share with you my the 13 years I've spent with my grandma. This will bring tears, laughter and hopefully some joy.
