Dear Monster Under My Bed

Dear Monster Underneath My Cozy Bed

We've known each other for a very long time, since about the time I was six and in kindergarten and I heard about the Chicken Flu in China and I got scared because I thought it was under my bed so I used my Giant Simba to protect me. You remember that, don't you?

Good memories eh?

I'm sorry to say that we did indeed give away Giant Simba to charity along with Giant Donkey(that dude from Shrek). I regret it so deeply now. 

Anyways I need to update you on this thing called my life.

I'm a teenager now and Monster Underneath My Bed, I'm a Intellectual Bad-ass aka a Nerdfighter.

In fact, Monster, I'm going to Summer school at the moment so I can be prepped for this up-coming school year. It goes from 8:30 to 12:00 pm and I made some friends who seem interesting  and witty so I hang out with them during lunch and free period. The classes seem pretty easy compared to the hell I get put through during the school year. Yeah I cuss now Monster Under My Bed. Got a Problem with it?

Anyways I do have two main classes, Math and English. I love my Math Teacher because he's funny and he wears awesome Bermuda shorts but I have this issue about my English teacher.

He looks like one of old men with the squinty eyes and the really round nose that resembles a tomato. He's pretty loud too.

But he seems nice.

And the other day while I was waiting for my ride, across from where I was sitting there was this kid with dark skin and he was talking on his phone which seems like a normal thing I know. I own a cellular phone that is current with this Generation.

Anyways, I watched him for a few minutes in a non-stalkerish way because I didn't know him and I wondered why he was being quiet even thought he was clearly on the phone. I got bored so I went back to Reading my book which was Jaclyn Moriarty's The Year of Secret Assignments which is a brilliant read.

Then maybe an half-an-hour later I looked up to see him still there TALKING ON HIS PHONE! I was absolutely kind of like "really? Like enough Americans use cell phones as it is". Oh how witty I am.

Oh yeah I wait about two hours approximate for a ride because my sister is doing a Lacrosse camp at the same school where I am attending Summer school and she gets out at 2:30 so I'm stuck sitting on a wood bench and reading or doing homework till 2:30.

I'll write you again soon, Monster

Love Owl