Ok so do I have a story for you today people! My english teacher Mrs. Mer believes there is something dead in her closet. Well, I guess you could call it a closet, but it's really a like heating and air type thingy. So wouldn't u think that she could get into this closet? Oh no hunny! Only like this special person with a key that Mer don't got. So anyway, we walk in there and there is like a smell that could make Abraham Lincoln spin in his grave. So now you know why she thinks something done gone and died in her closet. So...... Later on in the day the day da people that live inside the speakers at school said " Katie Willett needs to ride da bus home with Weston Smith." Now don't get me wrong I love West and we get along good ( most of the time) but, He has 2 little brothers plus himself to add. Going to their house is like getting trapped in a cave with a mutant gorilla . It be bad.

7th

Wow. It's already October. School started in August so we've been in school how long? A month maybe? Who cares im on break it's the weekend my brain is on vacation.
I guess all my classes r fine. Some are WAY better than others. Some teachers just assume that u know everything or treat u like ur 6. My fave class is Pre Algerbra. Mrs. Jacks is da most awesome teacher ever! She just explains things so much clearer and simpler than the other teachers.

Picnic

These are just some pics that I edited on Picnic!!

The Week

Sunday- church
Monday- lazy
Tuesday- lazy/piano
Wendsday- church
Thursday- b-ball
Friday- lazy
Saturday- lazy

A New Life

Things have changed. People are different. Life is harder. 7th grade is just creeping around the corner just haunting me. I'm so afraid im just gonna mess up. But when I try so hard to do what im suppose to do, i just mess up. I don't fit in. If I had one wish. Just one little wish, it would be to be able to go into any book and be any character i want to be in or be. I would be Elizabeth, Whinnie, Bella, and so much more. we'll talk about that some more later. Anyway back to reality. Now that my brother has moved out things are different. I haven't spoken or seen my brother in what feels like 2 months. I love my brother, but im not sure he loves me like i love him. One of my bestfriends is changing too. She's becoming more hyper, nice, and i don't know. Just different. My dad is pretty much always at work, so it's normally just me and my mom. Im all alone. I wish i could find someone who understands me and likes what i like. But i doubt that will ever happen.

Hattie Haygood and the missing horse

The Statue of Gibberty

Lol they'll sleep good tonight!!!!