Dear Diary
It is now time for you all to hear about how my grade Three and Four teacher treated me. The way she did wasn't sweet but bitter after the following events which had happened I became a student who had no intention of telling people why I hate school or I stop paying attention to school and because of this, I was now a student who's teacher think of being lazy, worthless and waste of investment. However as I became a person who had felt belts and board rules bashing against my skin with the mark which stick's to my heart after they vanishes from my skin, it is like someone once said when you think the wound is healing it is rapidly spreading, so I decided to dive myself into poems and songs
(Don't break because of anyone, try to build for you).
PS Everyln Park
