Tuesday, March 2, 2010

stream of consciousness

there was this one time when i was in middle
school and this was after ihad broke my riste
and after when i was feeling better to go back to
school i was walking to class and a few people were
looking at me because i had a big cast on, so when i
walked into class the teacher told me what happen and i
said that i had broken my riste in two so went to my set
and i was thinking how am i supose to do my work if my writing
hand is brokend so the teacher told me to try to write with my
left and i was thinking to myself that that was going to be
very hard because i cant write with left for nothing. i am
thinking to myself that these few mounths are going to be very
harable, its going to be like hell because my work is going to
come out like carp. that first day was harable, when i got home
my mom asked me how was my first day of school with my hand, i
told her that it was very bad. she said that it was going to get
better, at that point i was like thats what all moms say to their
kids

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