Still bored. New fanfic. Haven't wrote one in a while.
No More Braids
My mommy always put my hair in braids every morning, if there was school, or if there wasn?t school. She would tie my braids with 2 pink ribbons. But after one day, my hair was never in braids again. And they weren?t tied with pink ribbons. I was kind of young to realize what happened at first, but I caught on very soon.
It was morning before school. Mommy put my hair in the two braids and tied them with the two pink ribbons, even though it didn?t match what I was wearing because I was wearing a green jumper. At 7:50, my big sister, DJ, and I grabbed our backpacks and got in the back seat of our car. Then Mommy got in the car and drove us to school. She was telling us that we were going on a small road trip this weekend. We really didn?t know where we were going yet.
5 minutes later, at 7:55, Mommy pulled up at our school and we kissed her good-bye and ran inside the school. Since DJ was older than me, 5th grade, she went to a class farther away from mine. I was in kindergarten. When I walked into my classroom, I put my backpack away and sat down next to a boy named Harry. He was my best friend, he was my only friend. My only friend.
At 8:15, the bell rang and we all stood up and said The Pledge of Allegiance. Then we sat down and my teacher read us a story called ?Green Eggs and Ham.? I?ve never heard that story before, and it was really funny! Harry and I were laughing out loud, along with the rest of the class.
The story was over at 8:30. Then we started working on math. Our teacher was teaching us how to add. I learned some new addition problems that day. I learned how to add my 2s. Like 1+2, 2+2, 3+2, and stuff like that. She said next week we were going to work on subtraction.
At 9:00, it was music class. I was playing the recorder. Harry was playing the guitar. He was really good! He taught me a chord, and I taught him how to play my recorder. The whole class played together. It was so much fun!
Music class was over at 9:30. The class walked back to the classroom. Then it was snack time. I was drinking a carton of milk and eating some crackers, when the office called the classroom and told me to come to the office. The teacher sent me down.
When I got to the office, DJ was sitting in a chair waiting for me. Daddy was standing next to her, with a sad face. He didn?t tell me anything, and DJ didn?t know what was wrong either. DJ and I had to leave school early with Daddy. He drove us to the local hospital, and DJ started crying. I didn?t know why. Maybe she thought something happened to a family member. A close family member.
