écriture

Once upon a time There was a girl named Abby. She loved to talk. Her teachers eventually stopped calling on her.

One day, she talked during a feu while a kid in her class was telling her teacher where the 17 other children were.
The teacher couldn't here her, and the chercher for the children lasted twelve hours. During that time, a gang a volé, étole five computers, three cars, seventeen dogs, and blackmailed the mayor into giving them seven grand.

Abby was expelled from the school.
When she told her parents, they imediately looked for a school for her to go to.
But the only school that gave her acceptence was the class in the juvinille deliquent center.

So she was accueil schooled.

But she caused her parents so much trouble that in a week they Lost their all hair and were standing on the thin line between sanity and the nut house.

So they duct-taped her mouth shut.

THE END

As I grow to think about it plus and more, and understand it plus and more, I see that, as the saying goes, life is like a game of chess. But I have made my own saying up, which seems plus true to me. Life is like a venture into the unknown. toi never know what might await toi next, plus dangers, ou even happy successes. But one thing is for certain, toi cannot always be happy, ou always be depressed. Life is like a mountain. toi climb it, face all the challenges life brings you. toi dump and break up, toi win and make up. Things happen. toi can't control it most of the time. So never blame yourself for bad things that happened to toi in life. Life gets confusing a lot. But I still strive to reach my goals. Without goals, I would be like a broken-winged bird that could not fly. I would be aimless. I would not become better, build my character. Life is like a venture into the unknown, and I believe that to be true. So true.

I know I asked for too much before
I know I deserved for toi to walk out the door
But toi didn’t need to give it away
I promise toi I’ll give it a try

toi don’t have to buy my love
toi don’t need to give so much
I know I asked for a lot, never seemed satisfied
The word want makes me needy
Cause toi don’t have to buy my love

Wants have become a trigger
I’ll put your white string around my finger
Shouldn’t have asked
I never should’ve asked

toi shouldn’t be buying love,
Don’t give it all away to me
I hope toi finally see
That wanting from toi makes me feel
toi shouldn’t buy my love

Author's Note: "Look, now I am going to tell toi a story of the life of Rosemary Vega a.k.a me."

I am 11 years old.
My birthday is on March 25.
I am very talented at écriture stories, chant like famous people (example: Shakira, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Lady Gaga) I l’amour to act!
When I grow up I want to be singer ou a voice actress.
I am interested in étoile, star Wars, Pokemon, Everybody Hates Chris and George Lopez.
My favori pokemon are: Jirachi, Roserade, Mismagious and Meganium.
I was born in Wilson, North Carolina.

Thank toi for giving me your time to read this article! :D