Nonfiction

If I  could do something over again I would redo my sister “Elizabeth” losing a baby. My sister, Elizabeth has long black hair. She in very tall. She has two kids named Tommy and Taylor. My sister would have had a new baby but she lost it.

We were going trick-or-treating, and the wind started going like eighty billion miles per hour but then it started to rain, so we turned around and went back. We couldn’t hold up our umbrellas. We were almost flying away! So we drove home.

If I had the power to change one thing I would have trained harder at cross country. Knowing how good I have gotten since last year, I would’ve trained like I could have won States this year, instead of just getting seventh.

If I could go back in time and change one thing I have many things that come rushing to my mind but one sticks out in particular. I was in second grade and for many years I would ride my horse in shows.

Two days of practice and one minute left of the concert
The fancy auditorium lights beat on my face
My lips ache from playing so much 
My fingers still move quickly to the right keys 

It’s race day. It’s 4:30 AM when my alarm goes off. I quickly get ready and get in

If I was able to do one do over it would be climbing to the crown of the Statue of Liberty. I would like to do that because I made a bad choice when I  wanted to climb back down halfway up.

fi I was a uhcakip 
i dluow eb os yppah 

              

Once upon a time, something very important happened. Are you wondering what happened thats so important. Well if you must know then here you go. The important thing is that my Mom and Dad got married.

A do-over

I noticed today
how to lock
the doors in my math class
in case someone
decides
to bring a gun 
to
school.




 

There was never a time where I would figure out the song before you. By the time I had figured out the genre you had the entire bass chord progression analysed. A constant competition, one that drove everyone else insane.