Life

I am born eight days late.

I celebrate my first halloween and christmas.

I am one.

My brother is born.

I am two.

I split my forehead open on a door.

I am three.

I begin to dance.

My parents divorce.

I move.

I am four.

I begin preschool and make friends.

I am five.

I begin to play soccer.

I begin kindergaren and make new friends.

I begin to read.

I am six.

I am in a class with no one I know.

I make new friends.

I read.

My youngest brother is born

I am seven.

I complete the first book in the Harry Potter series.

I am eight.

I read.

I quit playing soccer.

I am nine.

I make new friends.

I audition for the school play.

I read.

I am ten.

I LOVE school.

I read.

I am eleven.

I enter middle school.

I become quiet and reserved.

I discover my love for science.

I make new friends.

I read.

I am twelve.

I make new friends and become more talkative.

I read.

I am thirteen.

I make new friends.

I begin to talk a lot more.

I read.

I LOVE school.