My life

My life is so complicated. And that, you have to believe.

Sooooooooooooooooooo( you get the idea ), it all started one day. We were shopping for some books to write in. Then, I saw it, a beautiful, pink, massive diary. I wanted it immediately. I begged and I begged and I begged for it. It worked. I got the diary. As soon as I got home, I started writing in it like mad. I was so exited to write in it that I filled up 3 pages in 7 minutes! After that I looked at all of the art supplies that we bought. There was 3 pencils, 12 colouring pencils and 5 handwriting pens.

”I’m not sure i’m going to need that much equipment for school”, saying my thoughts aloud. Luckily, nobody was in my room to hear me. Everybody was downstairs unpacking, while I was here just mucking about. ”Wait a minute!” , I said, suddenly realizing something, ” Today is penultimate* day for school and I completely forgot! This is so sudden. I don’t believe in 2 days I’m going to year 7!” 

I couldn’t hold my excitement any more. I burst out of my room, ran downstairs and shouted at the top of my lungs…