Just another day in My Life

  • April 16, 2019, 4:56 p.m.
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started the day by getting dragged out of bed because someone tracked mud in last night I must have done it I cleaned it up while being yelled at about how I was a slob and not having respect for anything. He said admit you did it I know you did. my shoe sole doesn’t look like that plus it was the right one so not me. He didn’t agree but my stepbrother came in carrying his boots covered in mud My stepdad looked at him and said to his son you tracked mud in be more careful your brother cleaned it for you then told me I could go back to bed but it was time to get up so got ready for school and just left early to wait for the bus.
Tons of homework one of the teachers gave us a real book and said we had to use it (our books are on an Ipad) and we could find more books at the public library most of us did not know we had a public library she was shocked she said that part of the assignment is no electronic devices can be used for research plus she wrote the assignment on the board in cursive and said the report had to be in cursive only me and one girl could read it I thought she was going to die because most could not read it so she changed it to just handwritten. My Grandpa taught me to write in cursive because he said it was stupid the school didn’t teach cursive in elementary because we needed it when we grow up.
Got home Stepdad rearranged my room again. I ask him why he said because he could plus my bed was by the window and the other night one of the coyotes had looked in his window. so he moved everyone’s beds away from windows I guess he thinks the coyotes are going to open the windows and get us it is so funny he is so scared of them he won’t even go out after dark hardly we had a fight last night and I went to the barn he stood at the door yelling at me because he wouldn’t go outside. was not my smartest move got popped when I finally came in and grounded but figured that was the least of the evils because he was so mad not sure why he was mad because he was already mad when I got home from school and he was yelling and shoving. I knew if I stayed in the house I would make it worse because I was mad and would lose it


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