Hi.
My name is Ryder. I'm fourteen, and the reddit r/im14andthisisdeep does not pertain to me in any way. I am an actual emo, and I would like my peers to respect that.
I take a Pre-AP History class. History has been my favourite subject since I was a young kid.
Also, I, Ryder, type favourite with a "u" because I am quirky and nobody understands my longing to be british as an American Scholar.
And in this Pre-AP class for the smartest junior high kids, we play a loving, friendly, game known as kahoot. Not once has anyone yelled or smashed their keyboard over this game. We are civil, and respect the teacher.
"Screw you, Ethan!"
Well, at least I do all of that. Asterisk "shakes my head" asterisk.
This class is a mound of [word I can't type due to school filtering]. The only thing kids are able to learn here is to follow a fake hierarchy created by kids with daddy issues. How disgusting. If only these simps could learn the true love language taught by anime.
Sigh.
Guess this is just another thing to add onto my character growth.
If I had to bring one thing back from this experience, it would be imminent turmoil. How's that for a souvenir?
YOU ARE READING
Kahoot Angst Story
General FictionA middle school story written in both my school email google documents and the counselor's notes. This is meant for fun do not take this seriously! The main character's actions are written in a satirical manner meant to be funny, and does not reflec...
