Satire of my life

                                                                                                                                                        Eighth graders are the worst thing that happened to me in middle school. I mean whoes idea was it to put these huge monsters that are two times taller than us with these little children that still wear extra small clothes. If I were the principal i would do everything to get these grouches out of the way for these children who can't protect themselves. Next thing you know they start to steal our homework and eat it for lunch. All I want to do is stay away from people who can crumble me up and throw me into a basketball hoop easily. So please try to make me live until 18!