Snippet to bide you over

So I realised I haven't blogged in a while. I have decided to put on a pinch of something I did on writtenkitten. Enjoy...

She'd blown in it. Blown it all. And for what, to prove her point against a stubborn, little man. Now she was ruined. If she could have just kept that sharp tongue of hers in her mouth then, maybe, she would have been okay. But she'd gotten angery, with the way he disbelieved her and twisted her words. It was the last straw when he called her a muderer. She wasn't! No-one believed she was innocent, but she was. And now she'd ruined it all! Yelling at a man who had lured her under a cloak of safety, saying she should talk to him, prove she had nothing to hide, then twisted her words like a dagger into her back. Now, she looked short-tempered and nobody would believe that someone who can lash out like that could possibly be innocent. But she was.

Sob story

Last day of year 8! Kind of depressing really. Going to be in year 9 and feeling the pressure of the next three years already. I can't believe that's it, three years, and all my school life is just gone... FOR GOOD! no second chances or do-overs. I can safely say there's a few I won't miss, but there's loads of people I am.
My form tutor, Miss Lawrie, and my extremly awesome science teacher, Mr Harris, are leaving this year. I'm definately going to miss them.
I have the craziest and funniest of conversations with them both. Miss Lawrie has given CLA alot of support in her time looking after us and all in all, put up with us, which is harder than it sounds.
Mr Harris is the best science teacher. He makes lessons fun and jokes all the time. He's willing to answer our questions after class, and when I stayed behind, to annoy Grace and Catherine, because whenever I do, they complain, FOR THE LAST EVER TIME, sir was still smiling and told us three girls, we were well on the way to A*, the highest GCSE available. I'm also predicted a A* in maths so I'm very happy about that. Very sad they're leaving though.