My year six graduation was amazing, a day I will never
forget. It started when I met Amanda in the waiting
room, Jaime wanted my flowery shoes. Which is wierd
for a guy I will admit. We talked to everyone then we
got into lines and went outside waiting to be called.
It would just be my luck that I was first. I grabbed
my certificate and sat down. My arch enemy sat next to
me, I felt like hitting the crap from him. But I had
to pretend to be civilised that night. I won some
awards and then we went out for pizza. I got that piece
that you know, in every box theres a dud. Next we went
to the disco and I tried to not embarrass myself by
not dancing at all. It worked until Alex made me dance
with him, he didnt care he looked like a goof, I got
away and then him and Mitchell returned and hauled me
to my feet making me dance until my legs were sore.
My curls were going into a nice hairstyle, and my dress
was feeling loose. My shoes didnt have much of a sole
so my feel were burning. I got home and sat in my room.
Knowing that I'd never forget what a wonderful night it had been.