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2018-09-27
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2018-10-15
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Life just goes on

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This story is about how life just goes on, whether or not you have control over it.

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Chapter 1 Thur, Sept,27

I woke up this morning to the sound of my alarm going off and my mom yelling my name. I tried not to get up pissed remembering what my mom told me yesterday. That on Friday we could get any dessert no matter how expensive. I was already dressed for school as I had decided too just change at 1 am. I turned and looked at my blaring alarm as it read a flashing 6:54 am. “I still have time...” I said to no one in particular. I lay back down and when I woke up because I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep, it was now 7:11 am. I got up quickly and packed my things. Remembering my brother spilled chocolate milk all over my black and white Converse, I went downstairs to get my pair of boots. I put them on and then made my way back upstairs. I grabbed my stuff and looked around my room like I do every day to see if I was forgetting anything. I took a quick glance at the frame on my wall with pictures of all my friends and was out the door. After everyone was finally ready, we were all out the door and in the car at a shocking 7:26 am. I sighed, realizing that I was going to be late. Skipping the annoying car ride, we made it to school at 7:39 which was surprising. My brother had orchestra but I didn’t want to wait up for him so I quickly speed walked into to school, grabbing breakfast and making my way towards my locker. At my locker, I tugged on the handle for it too open and it didn’t. My eyes widened as I realized my locker was locked. Not remembering the code and seeing that no one was around to help, I started to worry. “Nooo, this can’t be happening right now...” Time skip a little bit, I ended up still trying to work the code even after the second bell rang. My old teacher walked over to me and asked if I was having trouble. I told her, "yeah" and she went to my American history teacher and asked what my code was. He said my locker number was something like 274 when It was actually 147. I was confused and was sent too the office for help making me even more late for 1st hour. I got my code and finally opened my locker as i threw my stuff into it and walked too my 1st hour.

My first few classes flew by pretty quickly, 2nd hour math lab just working on the same worksheet from yesterday, 3rd hour just doing some playing, accidentally dropped my violin and everyone looked at me, yikes… Lunch wasn’t very intriguing either, listened to music at full blast trying too tune out my friends annoying voice. I finished eating and went too my 4th hour after the bell signaling that lunch was over. On my way into 4th hour, turning around the corner of the room door I ran into someone I really didn’t like. This one boy that’s super tall, I can tell you he’s not very nice either… I pushed past him then went too sit at my desk as I plopped my face onto the desk. After 4th hour came 5th hour, American History. I can’t say that I was paying attention but I got...some...of what was going on…kinda… After that was math, we took a test and I ended up getting lost in the song that the teacher had playing. A really pretty violin solo of a song I recognized, mostly because It’s a song I’ve played myself on my violin. The bell rung as it switched to my last hour, Language Arts. Let’s just say I now have homework… In Language arts we were just going over some things, but I really started paying attention when the teacher started talking about an essay on a person you look up too. If you write well enough, teachers pick their top 3 favorites and it then gets sent to the state where they give off $2,000, you can go to a big party, and I think something about a fancy dinner on a cruise. I figured I had at least a….1 out of 99 percent chance of being able to win.... My teachers may say I’m a good author, but I don’t even think that will help me at this point… End of the school day wasn’t exciting much, talked too Tyler Lockwood for like 5 minutes and then he left.

I was picked up about 2 minutes after he left and we went too get my brother from his school. Of course that also means waiting 20-30 minutes for him too even realize we’re here. Then he takes another 5 minutes to get his marshmallow like body to our Ford Expedition. Finally, after picking him up, we make our way to another school to pick up more of my brothers…. *eye roll* Arriving at the school, we wait, say, another 10 minutes then I go and collect the scattered children. We play a little bit before we leave though. I sit on the swing eating my rice crispy ball. I then start watching some other kids doing some flips on the bars clapping after each flip they do. I do some myself, but it doesn’t exactly work out. I spin my finger in the air and say, “Alright, wrap it up guys we gotta go...” We get in the Ford and make our way home. I was using the aux cord playing songs like Strip That Down and The Spectre. Arriving home, we all tumble out of the car and make our way too the house. I, of course, am the first in the house and the first too hop on the computer too load up my game. Of course, it didn’t last long as I had too copy some CDs for my dad. It took around 2 hours too do just sitting in the basement. After finishing I went up 2 flights of stairs too get too the second floor and took a very long nap making me miss dinner. I went downstairs to the first floor into the living room and sat down on the gray couch laying on the armrest since I was still tired. My dad was watching the football game and we looked at me and thanked me for doing the CDs. I closed my eyes and replied with, “Sure...”. He then handed me a $20 bill for doing a job well done. I went back upstairs and fell back asleep.