March 16th:
Today the writing teacher had made a mock of me. She didn't say a certain name but I knew she talked about me. What did I do? I did nothing. I hate her.While we were writing paragraph, Lua, my friend, she worn headphone and listened to the music. Then she sang, the funny thing was she didn't know that she sang a little bit loud so that the whole class could hear her. We laugh and the teacher said she thought someone sang a song for the funeral.
When I was going home, there was a bicycle race and I had to stop to wait for the street was clear to go. It looked really fun.
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