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The Perfect Girl

January 29, 2015
By BronxLettersStudents BRONZE, Bronx, New York
BronxLettersStudents BRONZE, Bronx, New York
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I was in my writing class, and we were writing a short story about a childhood memory so I did and my friends were around me. I was doing a good  job. I saw my paper it was half way done, I smelled my teachers cologne, I tasted the gum I had been chewing, I heard my friends talking. I felt the cold desk I was sitting on. My friends were talking about how they went to disney world, they were saying how they felt good and excited. This affected me because I got off task. I felt weird because I was the only one in my desk working. I kept feeling pressure through my body, It kept repeating because people in my table were just talking, i was distracted and i was being extremely good even though they were talking. I was always bad. This can relate to other people because while you're sitting in a table trying not to talk sometimes you just got to talk.

      
 I started laughing so loud that everybody looked at me , I saw everybody looking at me. I smelled the cologne of my teacher , I heard my friend ask me if i ever been in disney world , I stood quiet. This affected me because they were making me talk. I felt heat coming down my body. I kept looking at my teacher , I felt deserving for some reason. This can relate to other peoples lives because they get in trouble for talking.  


 My teacher came to me , skipping like five steps when he was walking. I smelled the cologne coming closer , I smelled it even more , I taste that nasty colon & I heard him yell saying “ KEYLA WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSE TO BE DOING , NOT  TALKING SO SHUT UP.”


My friends viva voce if i was okay. I said, “Yeah , so after that I started doing my work. This affected me because I efficacy a low grade. I felt intended even though I got yelled at. I kept thinking what if he calls my  mom. I would get in trouble. This can relate to other people because other people got yelled for doing something wrong.


The author's comments:

What inspired me to write about this was my child hood when i was younger i use to always be a bad little girl and i use to really never care about school like my teacher would give me work to do and instead of doing work i use to always talk non stop. It also inspired me because rii now im in school and my teacher ms c teaches and back then teachers didint stand  me at all buh ms C can """ . I think 


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