Author's Note: I'm a terrible writer, most of the time I'm just throwing whatever thoughts I have down and say it's a paper. I get not as good of a grade because all these little details. Why do we need this?
Writing for me has always been a pain. I either can’t think of anything to write about or I just don’t want to write in general. I do try to my best and do what I can for a good grade in school but I can’t stand thinking about every little detail that needs to be fixed. Spelling, punctuation, and whatever else I didn’t say that’s related to those things. It may look like only a little bit, but that is just the beginning. Spelling and punctuation are just annoying most of the time, what really gets me irritated is putting comas in the right place. I think that if we know how to write and spell then we should be done. In the real world are you gonna write a story every day? Or write even a big paper every day? No, you will write only what you need to. You’re not going to use big fancy words your going to use basic words that you and everyone you work with knows. I just think people should let writing slide because if we can communicate then we are perfectly fine, that’s the whole point of writing and it gets done without everything we learn.
Author's Note: I'm sick of winter's cold snow and all, thoughts of summer are making it worse.
This picture makes me think of summer and how much I hate winter. I enjoy summer because it’s warm, there’s no school, and it’s when my birthday is. Winter is the complete opposite. It’s cold, dark, and damp. You have school but when you wake up, it’s still really dark out so you just wanna go back to sleep. The only days in winter I do look forward to Christmas Brake, and if there are any days where you don’t have to go to school because of snow.
Author's Note: How a pair of headphones made it as a gift for Christmas.
The shaking had finally ended and I was taken out of a plastic bag of some sort and set on a colossal bed. Before I knew it i was being wrapped up in some sort of red coating which made a loud crinkling sound. Then there I was, unable to move and stranded for so long. Then one day I was awoken by the sound of laughing children. Soon i was picked up and the red coating was torn of me and then I saw the face of a child. He was smiling at me. Soon the other box around me was removed and I was stuck inside a black box. As time past I had realized it was Christmas that day and I was given as a gift.