First Grade At School - Original Writing

“If you’re not making mistakes, then you’re not doing anything. I’m positive that a doer makes mistakes.” I agree with this statement, because everyone makes a mistake at least once in their life. All a mistake does is show that you are human. What matters is what you do with your mistake.

I have decided to murder Mr. Ellis Reed. I am aware carrying out such a plan is a crime, but none the less when a man commits a kind of wrongdoing he deserves to be punished. You’ll see very soon the atrocious act Mr. Ellis Reed had perpetrated against me, but as I said, more information on that will be disclosed shortly. As I was saying, if I believe in anything in this God forsaken world it is justice- and we simply don’t have enough of it.

He got a puzzled expression on his face when she said that “I thought you were visiting your aunt.”

One day, I walked upstairs to my warm third grade class at John Stewart Elementary school. As I started my morning work, which usually included math, that was on my desk, my teacher, Mrs.Biddle announced, "Today we are going to pick table names!"

he said “What?” I said “Max! You are the one who killed my parents!” he said “What the heck are you talking about? ” I said

Connor: Kayla did, and I don’t know why. By the way I have cross country practice here at 4:00 today. I also have a meet here tomorrow.

" Of course he knew, because Siwon proposed here, when we found out that I’m pregnant.. So everyone here knew that we’re together.. You know what I did to stop him?"

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The Judge loomed in front of me, gavel in hand. A shiver ran down my spine as I nervously awaited for my sentence. I had to stop myself from yelling out in despair. It felt like forever as the jury decided what my punishment would be. As a little girl I had grown up living with a mother that killed others for fun. Seeing her enjoyment in it, I knew I would never be able to kill someone. I long ago had made a vow to never kill. If only the jury knew this, then maybe they would have listen to my pleas. The judge demanded silence as the jury had decided my fate. The smug looks on their face’s meant I already knew the outcome. I was found guilty of murder and would become an entertainer, a person whose punishment would be watched for fun. I could just image people across the world watching me die. I almost vomited at the thought, but even more sickening was the thought that I

Once I was done telling them how me and Isabelle had meet I looked at everyone's faces. Everyone looked fine because they already new how we meet... Except Tyler and Lucas... Lucas was losing it with laughter and Tyler looked shocked. "Is that why you came home all bruised up!!" He shouted crossing his arms. "Yeah..." I said smiling guiltily and he just

Logan recalls a time when he knew a boy in his class that was really shy. T

Lee: I’m trying to watch this program. Anyway, this time it’s a bit more serious. Some man came up to me while I was delivering the mail and he started asking questions about you. You can imagine my bewilderment, why is another man who I don’t know but seems to know me, asking questions about you.

When we first started walking, we would stumble and fall down within few steps, until we learned how to walk perfectly. Mistakes are like these falls, without which we would never excel at anything. But one thing we should always keep in mind is we should never let these mistakes stop us from continuing the work. Mistakes are lessons for us, which help us grow and reach newer heights. Studies have shown that a person who has committed a mistake is always more determined and focused than a person who hasn’t. Thomas Edison came up light bulb after

As a child, I moved around frequently. I lived many different places which meant moving schools often. I enjoyed the different places, I like to travel. I met different types of people from all over. I loved the warm weather so I have been always more favorable to the south, plus I love the food. When I was sixteen my mother and I lived in Nashville, TN. I grew fond of Nashville, many aspects of the city were favorable to me. I spent much of many time downtown enjoying the scenery, parks, and the entertainment. In November of 2010 I had went to the doctor with my mom, I found out I was having a child. So many emotions ran through my head, I was young. I was excited to have a baby girl. When I told her father, he decided he did not want to take part in her life, but that didn’t change how I felt. My daughters father was older than me he didn’t have any kids and at the time he wasn’t ready at the time. I knew the baby in my stomach was so special I could love her more than anything in this world and be both parents to her even with all odds against us. My mother made the decision to move back to Mexico. I made up my mind to stay in the city and do it by myself to start a life for my daughter. My family was disappointed that I would be a single teen parent, they would rather I have waited. I understood their opinion, although I wanted to make the best of the situation and give my daughter the family, love and support that I didn’t have growing up. While my daughter was still

I always think back to when I was just a kid. I had a happy childhood from what I can remember. My parents both died in their sleep when I was about six years old. Doctors could never find out why, they called it a "medical mystery" or whatever. It was harder on my older brother, Noah. My younger brother Justin was just two years old when it happened. He barely even recalls my parents now. After our parents death, we were adopted by a Japanese couple. It was pretty cool considering our family was also Japanese too, so we wouldn 't lose our culture. Our adoptive parents names are John Izanagi Lee and our mother 's name is Linda Izanami Lee. Our parents always acted weird around us and told us about their lives back in Japan and how people basically worshipped the ground they walked on. When I was about nine, I finally asked why people worshipped them so much back in Japan and they sat me down and told me. They explained to my siblings and I that they are creator God and Goddesses. I was in total disbelief! But I finally believed them of course, my parents had never lied to me, ever. They told us stories of the creation of the Islands of Japan. They then began to explain that my siblings and I were also deities. But we mustn 't tell anyone! They told my brothers all about the job of the Susan-ô, which is the violent god associated with storms and the sea. My older brother, Noah ,was crowned that job. Then my brother Justin was crowned the moon God, Tsuki-yomi. Then it came