Hero

Eric is my hero. My locker was jammed. I and forty other people tried to open it. Eric comes over and opens it like it was nothing. I think I need to come up with a signal so whenever my locker is jammed, Eric can helped. I hate my locker. It is stubborn, like me. I named it Isabella and people look at me strangely when I mutter "Please open Isabella, I won't kick you anymore," but sometimes she doesn't listen. Sometime she deserves to be kicked.

I am so behind in homework. Three sick days will do that to you. I really should go jump on that. Literally. ha ha.