THIS HAS RUINED MY FREEDOM DAY.
I mean, what about my American dream? Crushed. No more Script Frenzy, no more April. No more glowing posters of pride on my bulletin board.
This was the one thing I was good at. I mean, well, I’m actually good at anything I do. Not to be vain or prideful, but that’s just the way it is. I tend not to do things I’m not good at. But this was the one thing that I was reaaally good at and LOVED. On the bulletin board behind my laptop (I call her Sarah, the White Queen), there are four papers. One of a funny puppy, one of a poetry contest I won. And the other two of are of the certificates from when I won Script Frenzy. That’s the one thing I’m proud of. Because I did what I loved, I was good at it, it was no one’s idea but my own, and I won.
And now it’s GONE.
Why are my eyes peeing on my face?
BRING BACK SCRENZY.