Chapter 21

Chapter 21

November 1st

Dear Me,

So far eighth grade sort of sucks. I’m taller than almost all the boys. No one asked me to the Halloween dance, so I went with Bennett. He didn’t want to dress up, but I made him be Clark Kent. He wore some nerdy glasses and a dress shirt with a Superman shirt underneath. I went as Wonder Woman. My friends all think Bennett is hot and were jealous. So that was fun.

For my birthday, Bennett and his mom took me to the monster truck show. Mom’s new boyfriend, Kenny, sells stuff at the concession stand, so we got free hot dogs and sodas.

The landlord is trying to kick us out of our house again. Mom lost her job at the diner and says we’re probably going to have to move. I hope it’s not too far.

I love my English teacher, Mrs. Hoyt. She said my poems have a lot of potential and wanted to enter some in a contest. But the entry fee was twenty-five bucks and Mom said we have better uses for our money. Mrs. Hoyt surprised me and entered me anyway. She said the school had a fund to help out for things like that. But I have a feeling it was really Mrs. Hoyt’s money that paid. So I dedicate this poem to you, Mrs. Hoyt.

Flowers will wither

love blossoms in the warm sun

cold comes way too soon

This letter will self-destruct in ten minutes.

Anonymously,

Sophie