Sitting at my desk, watching youtube with a smile. the quiz was tommorw, i leave my study guide on my bed. i decide to study a little. notes passed through my head. i tried remembering it all, but i just couldn't.
This year i hope to do my best in school.
The ball comes closer to me, i dodge out of the way to avoid getting hit in the face. i saw the other team with the ball. goal. i know no that was all my fault, i know i could do better.
This year i hope to be a better teamate.
I start scribbiling on the sheet of snow. no ideas come into my head. i try flowers, trees, sun and sky. i color it the best i can, but so much snow was still on the land. not a single color light shined. what can i do?
This year i hope to be more creative.
Seperate rooms. far from from each other. i play. she types. i watch youtube at home alone while my da works, she's out at a friends or at the mall. i want to be with her! laughing, playing, dancing on the moon. sisters till the end i want.
This year i hope to be closer to my sister.
Back and forth the ball goes, Backhand and forehand i hold the paddle and play. I'm against Coach Dean, he serves. the ball curves, the ball smashes, i'm out of breath. he can't be beaten, but it's not true. i will win, someday, some year, just got to practice.
This year i hope to beat Coach dean at Ping Pong
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