Jr. LoveIt was my first day for 5th grade. Yep, 5th. I was getting older by the day. The only thing I hated about oving up to 5th grade is that everyone knows me. Due to my dad, they think I'm completely retarded. They always say it's the terror or the offspring of Satan's son or something completely stupid, making me feel like I'm nothing.Jr. Love2 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Jr. ready?" Mom called to me. Dad, or I call him Bart most of the time, was waiting with her. He's always glued to her side, unlike Grandma and Grandpa.
"Yeah, I'm coming. Sophie! Come on, we gotta go." I called to my sister. She was as smart as my aunt Lisa. She was a gifted child in a good way, mostly in smarts. She trusted me more than anyone yet I don't hang out with her. I love her but she is just annoying at times.
Sophie came down about a minute after I was waiting in the hall with mom and dad.
"Okay, I'll be back." Mom kissed Dad and we were headed out the door. "Jr, since you're bigger, you can ride in the front." She smiled at me as I jumped with
Incredulous HopeIncredulous HopeIncredulous Hope2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
If only for a moment all of life's
troubles halted their relentless battering
of my mind, and allowed me a single thought
to focus upon without fear of outside intrusions
or influence from passersby; maybe then I would
accomplish something truly meaningful and possibly
life changing on an unimaginable grand scale.
Yeah right, and maybe a three ringed circus will fly out of my butt.