The yearly's are coming in two weeks so I'm not going to be on for a while. I'm sorry to everyone.
I decided to write this story because for the yearly for English, we have to write a crime fiction story so…
10:30 PM
The rain falls on the window sill with a soft, gentle rhythm. Pitter. Patter. Pitter. Patter. You walk home. Crying. You're in tears. The bullies have been getting to you. Everything's been getting to you. You're sick and tired of the countless number of bruises and scars littering your body. You're sick and tired of cutting just to make the pain go away. You're sick and tired of the way other people treat you. You've dug the hole of depression to deep. Your best friends, brothers, can't save you anymore. That's why you decide to do it. Suicide. Your mom did it and left you in this cruel world, so why can't you. You've written the letter. It's time you left this world. You weren't meant to live long. As you enter the house, you see a figure dressed in black, staring at you with an evil glint in his eye. In one hand there's a knife and in the other an empty beer bottle. You watch as the bottle comes down on your head, screaming hard as everything fades into darkness.
Really short chapter. (184 words for anyone who's curious). It's just the beginning so…
Who wants to have a guess at which BTR boy it is.
But for anyone who wants to know I got 26.5 out of 30 for the geography test and I finished my speech so YAY.
And congratulations to Carlos and Alexa on their engagement.
Well, today's Slimefest and Big Time Rush are in Australia, in Sydney which is where I live. So, they're performing at Sydney Olympic Park and my friends and I decided to go to the pool today. And the pool that we're going to is Sydney Olympic Pool so…