before and After school days
Good morning world, what a pleasant day starting anew for another day I just love the bed as I'm rolling around I also fell off with a bone cracking sound.
My dream was about going downstairs with high heels standing tall and proud, then I missed a step I fell down hard "hooray!" mother proclaimed she also said, "I don’t have to wake you up every day!”.
We’re on the bus, we all sat down then there was silence I said hey just to break it, people started talking making my ears all ringing and rotting.
I got off the bus walking pass some people they raised their hand but What I did was unexpected, dodge the incoming hand making them shiver as they kind of dance.
Walking through the gate as two little demons try and chase me closing the other one right behind me, guess I predicted their fate.
Made my way inside the office doors grabbed the keys and opened the toilet doors, boys and girls smelled of odour making me hurl once more over.
The school bell rung letting the horror being again, listening to a story was such a myth, already yawning halfway there no offence it was kind of dreary.
The same routine every day don’t blame me, blame the leaders because I don’t think they were quite prepared.
Reading writing and maths Miss Wilton told us that, why not art and music where's the fun in that? Reading and writing is my bae but definitely not maths because he's a creature of display 1, 3, 2, 4. 4, 3, 2, 1, quite confusing for me, the number laughing at me.
a vermin he's quite annoying, disturbing others with a face of his, he's like a rat who cannot be seized but only he can be squashed by miss Wilton.
A school day is over, now the feeling was just quite exhausting waiting for the bus is such a pain making it Feel like days, months and years.
Ah, finally the bus is here got inside bus driver said hi I said nothing, not enough not many people on the bus, making me angry as I screamed "Gaaaah!"
I went home with a big sigh putting my bag on the ground, Dad came and said do your chores now I feel like a Dumbledore.
In my mind, I say please help I just want to rest for eternity. Mum said “high school is around the corner you must take care of yourself because your eager to play your game stop because you'll rot your brain.
I'm now in bed, getting ready to start anew because of every day
I feel deja vu.
for the past few week we were learning about something called a ballard its a type
of poem but in a form of a story my theme is about my life after school and before school
it's very tiring everyday really oh and also there is an, A B C D D thats the type of rhyming im going for
