Sixth grade. I all but lost control.
Alice. Neva. My second crush ever turned out to be a total idiot. It didn't last long.
I fell in love with chorus, and music, and a new school with a new library.
There was French, and technology, Kevin and Cara.
Alice again. She was everywhere, but no one complained because she was amazing.
Science, and the worst teacher ever. Martha, and Monica, a different one.
Math. Kellie, Katherine, Reid. I hated math. Still do.
Poetry, stories, debating gun control with Alice again.
Chorus. Pitch Perfect. Constant singing.
Gym class. Jessie. I hated sports. They terrified me for some reason.
I lost it at the end of the year. I couldn't take a joke, and snapped. My first and last referral.
Summer. Climbing camp. The beach. A renaissance course. The art and stories fascinated me.
Mini golf. Florida. I was violent, and it bothered me.
YOU ARE READING
people
Short StoryPeople are everywhere. They interact with you, all the time. But how many do you know? how many know you? This is my story. Autobiographical, but I changed the names. Do not fault anyone in this story for something I did.
