Stories About Me PDF

When I finished my homework, I did not Realize that I did the wrong swipe. I was in my room doing my homework that my teacher asked me to do. It affects 25% of my grade when I do not get to finish it. When I was doing the final questions, my mom asked me how I was doing. When I finish, we will be c...

When I finished my homework, I did not Realize that I did the wrong swipe. I was in my room doing my homework that my teacher asked me to do. It affects 25% of my grade when I do not get to finish it. When I was doing the final questions, my mom asked me how I was doing. When I finish, we will be celebrating a birthday party with the leftover time. I told her that I was almost done with the homework. I analyzed the homework and checked if it was as clear and as detailed as possible. If it were clear and detailed, my teacher promised me that I would get good grades for this semester. It was all good! I told mom I was done with the homework. She checked it. It was incredibly good. I knew because of the smile on her face as she kept reading it. She said, Good Job! You did so good! But then she checked it again and found something that was so shocking to her. "This is another classmate's paper!" I tried to laugh it off and run but it was too late. My mom found out I was helping another classmate. She did a slight smirk on her face. "I did not expect you would help a classmate!" She spoke. "You\'re not mad?" I asked. "No." She replied. "But you must tell me and bring that classmate over. We have a piece of homework to return and a party to attend!" We gave the homework to that same classmate and went to the party. It was incredibly fun! But I knew the Moral of the Story: do not hide secrets 2. We all know school life, but why is it a life? So, we will talk about school life. But why? It is not even a life, your life is the life you wish, that you want. When you take on school life, you will instantly regret it. Why? Bullies, Grades, Parents, Whoopings. Just so much more to face. The snitches though... good luck! Because they can be a huge lie to the human society. For that reason, we will battle school life. Bro, the only things that are good in school are lunch, friends, and our savior, the bell. In grade 5, it will be crazy. Oh, there is the bell! Gotta go! 3. In a house of a lifetime. We were in a place where anything was possible, My friends' house. He has everything you could imagine. Snacks, Friends, Video games, JUST SO MUCH! So, we will have fun in a bit. Do you have a friend as cool as mine? You are lucky. But I am also lucky to have such a cool friend as him! Oh, he called me. See you! 4. My allowance is my salary for my future job! I have a real doozy to tell you! It all started with my allowance. I did such an excellent job. Just wait for the end. So, I was relaxing. Chilling. Snoring in my bed. I would have been the sleeper in Sleeping Beauty! Until my mom woke me up. "Wake Up! You have chores to do!" As usual, I said to myself an original "Ugh!" And went down from the attic. What? It is my secret sleeping place. Anyways, I went downstairs to sweep the entire floor. Wash all the dishes. Fix the table. Mop the floor. I was more energized than ever because I slept for an extra hour because my mom slept 57 extra minutes than her usual wake up time and spent 3 more minutes looking for me. I finished in just 45 minutes when usually, it takes 80.3 minutes. Why is that number specific? It is because she uses her literal superpower called "sense of time" and turns into an actual stopwatch. Mom, have you ever heard of a stopwatch or a "clock" app in your iPhone? So, I finished the hard work. I Told my mom that I was done. She checked it. It was sparkling. I'm not kidding! It sparkles! She admired the clean room she was just in. "Wow! 45 minutes instead of 80.3 minutes or longer!" I thought you had a superpower. Sense of time? Where did it go? Don't you know that it has been 45 minutes? Why do you have to say it too? Anyways, so she told me about my allowance, ran upstairs, and came down with a whopping \$500! What? Crazy right? So I got the cash. The Benjamins. The dosh. The deal. I told my friends about it and we went to Disneyland. We spent our money well. And went back home with a happy smile and a happy tummy. 5. I play Fortnite. It is time for a change! I'm a Fortnite gamer. I always get victory royales in the game. You could say that I was an expert at it. But my friend came over. He watched me play a match. I won. Because why not? Anyways, my friend suggested me to give Minecraft a try. Now to me, I was thinking... "What is a Minecraft?" I listened to my friend and gave it a try. I looked at the amazing graphics the game has given me. The world is made out of blocks. But not just that. Animals, Houses, myself, mountains, waters, just everything, everywhere. I played for a few hours until going to an online server. There were other players with such cool skins. I want some of those too! I had fun with Bedwars, Block Battles, I was in a wonderland! I stopped playing PC after a while so that I could get snacks. My friend followed. We got some snacks and went upstairs. I was excited to try Minecraft more than anything, but my friend told me to play Roblox next. I was happy to try out new things. How about you? Do you try new things? 6. Taking in positive feelings for myself 1. How much do you see me happy? 2. How much do you see me sad? Answers: 1. 0-0.1%. 2. 100%. That's right, I am sad most of the time. I feel sad that I am sad at the moment. For example: after 45 games of Fortnite, My mom showed up unexpectedly. She told me: No more video. I played for a little longer. The sweat was almost beaten until... Where's the plug? here's answer: WITH MOM. She literally unplugged the WiFi charger which made me lose the game. Out of all the games that I lost, the ONE game that I could have won is wasted just because it was lunch. Why? Because I don't have the best luck. I was really disappointed and sad and angry and annoyed and frustrated and devastated and down and blue and upset and sensitive and bored and shocked and furious and surprised to this. While she just went out of the room. I went to bed for a few minutes thinking about what just happened and went downstairs to eat lunch. Lunch would make you happy; If you were the favorite kid ever in this planet. But I wasn't that role. My little brother was. He went downstairs to eat lunch. She gave him cereal. I thought that was a somewhat regular lunch but mom had to come out with the ice cream and mallows cereal with chocolate milk and all the white milk types combined together. She also gave him huge marshmallows and chocolates. TWICE. My little brother is only 6. I was 12. How does HE get the GOOD FOOD but I get the WORST!? I just got regular cereal. My brother would get sugar high so I tried to save him but mom stopped me, not knowing the sugary monstrosity that my brother was eating. Both of them don't know that I was saving my brother's life. Plus, ITS LUNCH. Apparently, It's "Little Brother Day". That means that my brother can eat WHATEVER HE LIKES. Luckily, I also have a day. A EXERCISE DAY. I look like a stick. Brother looks like he had eaten mountains and planets for dinner, lunch and breakfast. EVERY DAY. Ask mom. (Don't, you will be doomed.)