• When I sit in my room,
    alone with nothing to do,
    I think to my self and wonder,
    who is alone too?

    I sit there and think
    abouth how the earth spins around.
    I start to get annoyed
    when all I hear is a pound.

    I finnaly sit and think,
    but the sound make me mad.
    the thought dissapears.
    I think this is bad.

    I finnaly thought,
    on this very bad day.
    i know it is july.
    my life moves so slow it still feels like may!

    its finally night.
    the day went by slow.
    Well, tomarrow is a new day.
    The new day will then start to grow.

    A new days awates.
    I will start to grow a new day.
    I am afraid that tomarrow,
    that i may,

    Have another bad day,
    I get scared more by the hour.
    My brother keeps wining,
    about all his power.

    This day is so bad.
    Tomarrow will be better!
    I know this beacuse,
    I wrote this great letter!