Getting ready for bed all that flows through my brain is a run through of what I did today.Got up at 6:00 am and went to workout with the baseball team. At school took a hard Geometry test and an AP test. Went to the library at lunch, thinking how tired I was of hearing kids complain about their tiny social studies test, when it's like I just took a Period/ Unit test on 4 chapters. Chill down people. After lunch I went to the weight room to lift for football because I didn't go to practice today. Finally got home and ate my mom's homemade chicken Alfredo for dinner.
Ohh and I did some homework.
I go to bed thinking about what the greater purpose of my life is. Everyday I do the same routine, and when I ask to do something different I get turned down by my parents saying, "Not today, sweetie we need to stay in town today." Why was I adopted by this family? Why do my "parents" put so much emphasis on sports instead of my grades? Why am I the fittest kid in the school? Why? Why? Why?
Why can't I go to bed now!?
3 comments:
Hey MB!
Great blog post this week. It's really neat how you used the events that actually happened to you and put them into your character's thoughts.
Keep up the great work.
_Kate
Hey MB!
Great blog post this week. It's really neat how you used the events that actually happened to you and put them into your character's thoughts.
Keep up the great work.
_Kate
Powerful stuff, Mary Beth. I'm interested to read your short story!
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