This is PART of chapter one. Please give me your opinion and say if you think I should continue. Chapter one:         Middle School              Middle school may seem cool when you enter it, but once you experience it, there is no turning back. Every middle school is different, but bullying has taken over everywhere. Bullying has taken over my life.              The night before I began my first day of middle school, I was pacing around my room nervous. Over summer vacation my parents moved us to the other side of town. Because of the move, I had to go to a different middle school than my friends.              My cell phone that lay on the quilt of my bed rang. On the screen showed my bestfriend Peyton’s name.  I picked up my cell phone and pressed a button to answer it.              “I wish you were going to the same middle school!” said Peyton. She was probably freaking out like me.              “I know, I wish I was too,” I answered back.              “Molly, do you promise me that we will me BFFs forever?” asked Peyton.              “I promise,” I responded.

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MIDDLE SCHOOL: THE WORST YEARS OF YOUR LIFE. Continue this.

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"Sage_kittycat" wrote:

MIDDLE SCHOOL: THE WORST YEARS OF YOUR LIFE. Continue this.

Last yer: I wanna go to middle school and be a big kid This year: I wanna go back to elementary school D: You don't know what you have until it's gone. LIFE LESSON RIGHT THAR.

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"CrazeeMonkey" wrote:

"Sage_kittycat" wrote:

MIDDLE SCHOOL: THE WORST YEARS OF YOUR LIFE. Continue this.

Last yer: I wanna go to middle school and be a big kid This year: I wanna go back to elementary school D: You don't know what you have until it's gone. LIFE LESSON RIGHT THAR.

First year of middle school for me. Its been awesome. All you can think about at the end of the semester is: gotta get homework done, gotta get homework done, gotta get homework done.... 

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"CrazeeMonkey" wrote:

"Sage_kittycat" wrote:

MIDDLE SCHOOL: THE WORST YEARS OF YOUR LIFE. Continue this.

Last yer: I wanna go to middle school and be a big kid This year: I wanna go back to elementary school D: You don't know what you have until it's gone. LIFE LESSON RIGHT THAR.

high school is your best years trust me.  and this story is so true middle school is horible but i got bullied in kindergarden sooo.... continue tho its good. 

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"LovinoTokyo" wrote:

"CrazeeMonkey" wrote:

"Sage_kittycat" wrote:

MIDDLE SCHOOL: THE WORST YEARS OF YOUR LIFE. Continue this.

Last yer: I wanna go to middle school and be a big kid This year: I wanna go back to elementary school D: You don't know what you have until it's gone. LIFE LESSON RIGHT THAR.

high school is your best years trust me.  and this story is so true middle school is horible but i got bullied in kindergarden sooo... continue tho its good. 

Thanks. I was bullied a little bit in the 4th grade. I stood up though. The school I go to now has a no bullying policy. So if you get caught bulling some one you get kicked out for the rest of the year (You have to apply to my school since its a magnet school). I think all school's should have a no bullying policy. I AM ALMOST FINISHED WITH THE REST OF THE FIRST CHAPTER

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Okay here is the rest of the first chapter!              Our call ended about an hour later. Later that night I laid in my bed worrying about the next day. As I fell asleep, nightmares begun of the most worst things that could happen: dropping your lunch tray, forgetting your combination, etc.              The next morning I woke up and got dressed. The outfit that I picked out the night before consisted of a white short sleeved polo and a purple plaid skirt. I brushed through my hair and put it in low pigtails. I unfolded my black rectangle glasses and put them on. I looked in the mirror. “Perfect” I thought.              I walked out of my room and went downstairs. I walked into the kitchen where I found my mom making breakfast and my older 8th grade sister Audrey sitting in a chair at the kitchen table.              “My little sister is growing up!” Exclaimed Audrey. She smiled. The night before I told her how nervous I was. She told me not to be nervous and that I would be fine.              I chuckled and hoped she wouldn’t say that on the bus. I ate the scrambled eggs and bacon quickly. I then slipped my sneakers on and grab my backpack that had a bunch of peace signs on it. My sister and I walked out of the house and walked to our bus stop.               There was a few other kids there. There was a tall 8th grade boy, a 7th grade girl, and three 6th grade girls. The three 6th grade girls came over to me.               “You must be that new girl that just moved in,” said the girl that stood in front. “I’m Ally,” said the girl. The tall girl on her right said, “I’m Brielle.” The red head girl on the left said, “I’m Lily”.               “I’m Molly,” I said.               Ally smacked her gum, “I thought Molly was a dog’s name.” Brielle and Lily snickered. My face turned bright red.               As I climbed on the bus when it pulled up, I thought, “Today is going to be a bad day.”

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OMG. I can relate to this story.

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"RawrSkittles=)" wrote:

OMG. I can relate to this story.

That is what I was trying to do. I wanted the story to relate to real life.

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