So in this past week in English/Language Arts, I had to write a story (fictional, personal, or historic) from an inanimate object that observed an event happening.
I struggle with writing. Like completly. But this was the first piece (EVER!) that I wrote something 1. that made sense and 2. that was meaningful.
Once I knew what I wanted to write about, it was like my brain couldn’t stop typing. My parents are very very proud of this because I (subconsciously) explained a feeling that I have always had a difficult time communicating what it is like. This gave them (my parents) a little taster.
I wrote about a personal experiece during a math exam, from the perspective of one of my fidgets. Enjoy! 🍿
pls dont copy! xx grumpysunshine 💋