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One fine morrning at Kaneland McDole Elemantry school in Montgomery, our 1st grade class was going to gym. We were in the hallway when we started talking to each other. Our teacher told us to be quiet but we kept talking anyway. Then she started saying "One ,Two ,Three ,Four ," we stopped talking. When we were getting close to the gym we started talking again.
Now, of course I had APUSH at the end of the day. So it left me plenty of time to think about and become exhausted over the dread that was building up inside of me for just receiving back a test. I couldn’t focus in any of my classes, and didn’t think about anything other than “I can’t believe I failed.” The instant I walked into the classroom my knees almost buckled to the point where I collapsed. All I could do is sit in the corner with my hands on my head as Ms. Bradley said “Some of you did amazing on this essay!
“ We can’t leave, I am doing so well in school!” I shouted. “ I am going to learn to play the trumpet, I am learning English better, and the teacher really likes me. Why are we leaving!” I explained.
Short Story Rough Draft By: Hunter Walker It was March 14th, 1999, 11:52PM, 71 year old name Margaret was at her house on 63 Cutter Ave, alone, Margaret was sitting in her living room watching one of her favorite shows, “Grand Home,” when she see at the corner of her eye a dark figure walk past her window
After I had used the restroom, I stepped out of the bathroom and made sure to look behind my back, to make sure the substitute teacher wasn’t following me. I went down the hallway, which felt longer than usual. I had a weird voice in the back of my head saying “ I don’t think this is an exquisite idea.” Like I usually do I ignored it because I like to live in the moment, no just kidding; I’m just not that bright. So when I got to the science classroom door, I slowly opened it to make sure no one was in the room.
The day started out normal. I got up and ate breakfast.(It was an egg and bacon sandwich.) Then, Kari told me that I needed to read. So, I went upstairs to get a book. After I found the book that I wanted to read, I went to my room.
Agnes slowly finds herself at her last class, plops herself down and the seat and grudgingly pulls out all of her materials. The thought of her having to stay for another block seemed like any other time, dreadful. The teacher starts taking attendance and then carries on through her lesson. The instructor finally fills her time and we all finally get to leave. Well, some of us do.
Do you ever remember that one busy week in your life? The one that unravels you like a cheap sweater that only lasted five days? It was a mellow Monday morning, around August. I woke up thinking about what to do that day, there was nothing to do. I layed in bed despondently, exactly like a very sick patient.
Soon the door opens and it’s the mean boy it comes in yelling so loud random stuff. He goes up to me screaming like a lion , “ Go back to class now the teacher wants you to get to class so leave to class right now go running .” I didn't leave i just stayed in a stall acting like if i was using the bathroom. Walking back to class was horrible thinking of getting in trouble by a tall big guy with a beard and that is my teacher Mr.Smith . I was so scared to walk in the classroom with the buff guy.
Today is George 's first day of going to his new school he was nervous and he didn 't want to go but his mom made him. Him and his mom went to the office to get his schedule the he went to his locker and his first class. It was 5 minutes before school starts and all the kids were here but the teacher wasn 't. George looked around and saw a seat in the back that no one was in so he started walking to it and after a couple steps everything goes blank all he hears is kids laughing then the bell ring and his face hurts. The teacher walks in the classroom and sees George on the floor and runs up to him she starts asking the people around him what happened and they all said he was walking and just fell. The teacher got him up and took him to the nurse 's office.
The next Monday morning, Roy woke up believing it was going to be a normal day. He expected classes all day, practice, and work at the movie theatre later that night. He arrived at school, with the principal chasing him down in the hallway. “Roy! Wait up!
The Trial was over. It was a time of much turmoil in my heart and soul. How could I face all those who spoke up against me? They had only known Lucas for two years, so to speak up and say he was such a magnificent outstanding man who would never do what he did, was so indescribably wrong.
Once upon a time Hera was searching for her friend Zeus in the cafeteria. She thought she found him but Zeus’ friend Echo was always in her way. Echo would talk to her about anything just to stall her from getting to sit next to Zeus. Hera knew that Echo did not want her to sit next to Zeus. Hera told Echo not to sit next to her and say anything to her, you could only repeat the last word you say because she did not like how Echo tried to stop her from sitting next to Zeus.
Sarah and Janie still couldn’t decide on a topic for their project. Sarah wanted to do a project on Emma, her older sister. Sure she wasn’t a historic figure but the girl was a straight A student and a little bit on the wild side. Joking about Emma leaded to making a list of bad girls of history. Both girls wanted to do their project on someone with a story worth telling people about.