The way the wind blows

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  • Published: 25 Mar 2016
  • Updated: 25 Mar 2016
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I can't wish for more. They struggle more than I do.

This was a story written a few months ago by me!


1. Why?

   "Why does this happen to me?" I wonder as my teacher practically drowns me in hours of homework. "Now my weekends boring" repeats in my head. As I arrive home, my mind is still on my homework.  I get home and practically run to the mail box, waiting for the letter I have been expecting for weeks. Soon I will know if I got the part in the play I auditioned for, and to be honest, I think I have a great chance. Nothing, once again, nothing. I sigh, and go about this homework. 

        On Monday, after practically drowning in homework, I return to school. When I am in my Monday mood, it's best to not even try to talk to me. The only thing that wakes me out of my day dreams are the sounds of the girls talking. "She is totally going to get it, obviously" one says. I think they're talking about the play, and I perk up. "Well, she probably did, because I got the letter and it says I didn't make it" one complains. I almost shout. I haven't check the mail box yet, the letter has came! I stay and listen, trying to hear what else they say. "I hope I get it, I will cry if I don't" one says. I am so excited now, and I run home to check my own mail box

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