Reality and Dreams 1.0%
This is a book made from my imagination. Names are Fake and not to be used for other people. This is fictional!
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A wish is something I’ve always wanted. Reality breaks my wishes. But I use hope to keep holding on to those wishes, in hopes that one day I’ll work hard enough for it to be a reality.
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~Daniella Covano~
I sat silently, staring out the window. My hand holding up my head as I faintly heard what my teacher was talking about. Something to do with English Assignments. I soon realized that I wasn’t paying attention and brought my focus to the board.
“Now, The assignment will be 3 pages long, having to do with Food. I want to know all about food. Each of you will be assigned a certain era. Hand this assignment in at the end of the month. Now work.” My teacher said, bring up the table of names. I opened up my laptop with a sigh. This gives us, what? 2 Weeks for the stupid Report? Everything has to be 12 font, double spaced. BLEGH!
I have the Shakespeare Era, perfect. OH ROMEO! WHERE ART THOU?! How touche’. I hate reading. I’d rather search the Internet in a nice silent room, I cant even get on my labtop without searching meme’s and pictures OF memes.
“Hey Danny, I got 2000! Mc Donalds Era~ Super Size Me Bitch!” My best friend Ellen said with a smirk, fist-pumping next to me. I smiled and nodded. It was too early to really speak or do anything at the moment, I wont be awake for another hour, until I reached Social Studies, where the whole room smells like coffee.
I stared blankley at the background of my labtop. A Rage Comic. I felt something poke my right hand. I looked to the right and saw Ellen looking at me. She mouthed ‘gmail.’ I nodded and opened up the G-Mail browser. She was on the chat.
“Me: What?
Ella-Mc-Kellah: Yo dij u hear derz sum new kid comn soon?
Me: Yeah, So?
Ella-Mc-Kellah: I herd he’z sum famoz dudz son, n he’z hot.
Me: ...I dont care.
Ella-Mc-Kellah: U r such a downer, what if he’z like alone r somtn, we cud be hiz frendz!
Me: I dont care O_O If he’s really as popular as they say then he’ll make friends right away.
Ella-Mc-Kellah: Damn Gurll, whaz rong? Think he’z guna take mih way frum iu? If you dont care den lev da chat!
Me: Ella, I seriously dont care. And if this project wasn’t so god damn boring, then I would have left this chat long ago.
Ella-Mc-Kellah: True, so u got Shakespeare fud? H cliche’.
Me: Ikr -.-’ I cant read that shit. The words are all spelled wrong and it hurts my head to try to translate that stupid alien, hieroglyphics writing.
Ella-Mc-Kellah: Meh, well, I gtg start poke yah l8ter.
-Ella-Mc-Kellah- Has gone offline. Messages will be received when returns.-
Me: o.o. “
I sighed and closed the chat. I checked up my emails. Most of them were things from youtube, Facebook, Wattpad, and such. I soon closed that browser and opened up a new one. I searched up Food for Shakespeare.
-Later that night-
I logged onto Gmail, as I sat crisscrossed on my bed. Ellen was on. She changed her user name...for the third time today.
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