Dear kids you start out just as you are with everything you are then …all of sudden...something changes... people start to turn into monsters and you even find yourself turning into a monster. I was reading my personal journal aloud for the class to hear. I was shaking inside but i kept reading from my journal. 'Is he done yet!'. The kids in my class began to record me on their phones and the teacher was on her phone as well. The laughter grew louder and louder and so did the beating of my heart. One girl to the far left end of the room next to the ac was the only one truly listening. I think her name was Diana …yeah Diana. I closed my journal and finally ended my speech.
About time!! Jackson was a kid from Chicago who should really be in jail by now because he took a teachers car and drove it to Florida to his ex girlfriends house aka his baby momma. Jackson tripped me up so hard on the way back to my seat that I slashed a huge scar in my leg. 'Don't look at me like that bitch!!" Diana witnessed this on a day to day bases. We suffered silently and believed in dreams that were to far from real. Jackson was up next to give a speech about his favorite basketball team and how they really should have won last season. The class loved it when he spoke and even clapped for him when he got finished. I think they feel sorry for him because his mom and dad adopted him when he was just 3 years old and I see why they adopted him. All he does is cheat on test and flirt with girls who don't even care about him. Every girl he dated only used him for his Instagram followers. Class was finally over and we were off.