Hello! Yesterday was my 12th birthday. Below, I rated the different years in my life. 1 year old - 10/10 - I don't remember anything but I prolly had so much fun. I went to Disney World and Yellowstone. It was probably one of the best years. 2 years old - 10/10 - I really liked these years. I don't know I just remember the fall leaves falling onto me. I walked with my siblings a lot! 3 years old - 10/10 - Most of these early years are just ten out of tens lol- I remember going on walks with my mom. I was placed in a stroller at the time and I could still remember one of our summer walks. 4 years old - 10/10 - Don't exactly remember, but it was an amazing year. 5 years old - 10/10 - I remember that when my brothers and sister were busy learning in school, me and my mom traveled 12 hours to North Idaho to go to my grandpa's birthday party. It was so fun. I didn't realize how lucky I was to do that. And now I really wish I thanked my mother for taking me. After the summer, I started school. 6 years old - 10/10 - Pretty amazing. Kindergarten was fun! We got to cut out fun letters. The letter was designed as something that started with that letter. For example, G was shaped like a giraffe. We got to color them and everything. There were also these things with dots where you would poke holes. They gave us pins and I was wondering why they trusted us with them. 7 - 5/10 - I put the stories in a different section cause they were too long. 8 - 6/10 - My drawings were made fun of, and so were my teeth. 9 - 6/10 - My drawings sucked, and so did my writing. I love making fun of my younger self. 10 - 10/10 - Lowk such an amazing year like it was my favorite year in school. made lots of good friends, and we went on a bunch of field trips and they were also fun. My drawings sucked tho 11 - 3/10 - Well, I was depressed because my drawings of animals were called furries, my teeth were made fun of, I felt no one needed me or loved me, and someone scammed me. But through the summer, I started to let the depression go and try and enjoy life while I still have it. I respected my parents more, I observed the beautiful nature around me. Such fascinating creatures nature holds. 12(current age) - 8/10 - So far, so good. But soon I will hit puberty and it will all go downhill. 6th grade is okay for right now. Sort of struggling in math but our current subject in math is easy: proportions. Since I only turned 12 yesterday, I don't know how it's going to feel, how it's going to go. Playing trumpet now, I really love band it's soo funnn!! anyone younger than me, band is the best class and you've gotta take it it's so funnn
When I was seven, I got hit by a car and was rushed to the hospital, finding out I had a broken leg and a bad injury on the back of my scalp. Before the hospital, my dad thought he was coming to say his last goodbyes to his to-young-to-die daughter. I face timed my siblings after not seeing them in days and I cried as I saw them smiling at me and telling me I would be okay. I still have the scar from the accident on the back of my head, but it's slowly fading.... Sorry, I couldn't really fit the whole story since my first draft of the story said there was a bad word in it? There wasn't trust On a Saturday, also when I was seven, I was playing with my brothers and their friends. They found a metal bat and some baby toy and they hit it to each other. They also had some candy and I kept bothering them about it so they finally let me eat some. I crouched down to get it while my brother was swinging. The metal bat then collided with my forehead and it started to bleed everywhere. My parents were called and I was carried home while my sister talked about me looking like a zombie. I really wanted to sleep but my parents wouldn't let me cause I could get a concussion if I did. So I stayed up miserably while I waited for my parents to get home from their walk. After they got home, my mom put me in the bathroom and started to wash my injury. It stung a lot and after that, I came to school with a large bump on my forehead and I felt ashamed.