Going into highschool I was very nervous about things like how much homework i'll have and classes being difficult. Freshman year I had a fairly large group of “friends” and I got good grades for the most part, although Spanish and Algebra were a struggle. After awhile my “friends” suddenly changed and decided they didn't like me anymore so I left and found a new group of friends, and i'm still good friends with all of them today. Sophomore year of highschool i've been getting pretty good grades, although i'm still terrible at Spanish. It's been nearly two years since my first day of highschool and ive changed alot since then. I've both lost friends and made entirely new ones. I've lost some interest in hobbies like playing games and started
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“Her fur has really cool patterns on it, can we get her?” I asked. “Yea, we’ll head over there after school” he replied. After school we drove for about 30 minutes until we came to a little farmhouse on the side of the highway. “This is the place.” My dad said as we pulled in the driveway. There was a man and a woman standing near the house with the dog. She was a medium sized pitbull with thin black fur on her topside and then a white and black spotted pattern on her underside.
We got out of the truck and the dog ran over and started jumping all over excitedly. She had very soft fur. We talked to the couple who owned the dog and they said she just showed up in their yard one day so they fed her and she just stuck around for months so they figured she's a stray. After talking for awhile they said bye to the dog and we took her towards the truck. She seemed confused of who we were and she didn't want to get in the truck at all. Eventually though we convinced her enough and she hopped in. On the ride home she did good for awhile and then got carsick. We got her home eventually and we led her around the yard so she could get to know the area. Then we took her inside and she ran around excitedly jumping on the couch. We decided to name her
“Her fur has really cool patterns on it, can we get her?” I asked. “Yea, we’ll head over there after school” he replied. After school we drove for about 30 minutes until we came to a little farmhouse on the side of the highway. “This is the place.” My dad said as we pulled in the driveway. There was a man and a woman standing near the house with the dog. She was a medium sized pitbull with thin black fur on her topside and then a white and black spotted pattern on her underside.
We got out of the truck and the dog ran over and started jumping all over excitedly. She had very soft fur. We talked to the couple who owned the dog and they said she just showed up in their yard one day so they fed her and she just stuck around for months so they figured she's a stray. After talking for awhile they said bye to the dog and we took her towards the truck. She seemed confused of who we were and she didn't want to get in the truck at all. Eventually though we convinced her enough and she hopped in. On the ride home she did good for awhile and then got carsick. We got her home eventually and we led her around the yard so she could get to know the area. Then we took her inside and she ran around excitedly jumping on the couch. We decided to name her