Sindy

Hello, my name is sindy-spelled-with-a-s-cus-my-dad-has-bad-writting-so-no-its-not-spelled-with-a-c. Cus I got-a, I'll tell you da storie of my bad, bad, day. It was way back in free weeks ago when...then we learned alp-a-det free weeks brefor that... so, well, a-while ago, way back when I can not right. We're learning the importance off the... 'postrifie and talk'n bout bees and dea's anb how not 2 get mixeb up. I bidn't really know what'uz go'n on, but I can tell you one thing fo' shure: the teachr's nek-lse was Dee-you-ti-ful!

And, zo, ani-waiis, at the end, there iz ress-ess! So, I plaid ALL RESS-ESS! That was the bestest worstest mistake EVOOOOR! So, then after thats, we go too next classes. It'us Reading time!! and zo, at first, it'su uhkay, but then, I started to gotta go. Nd then, I gotted to REALLY go! Like, really really lootttsss!!!! zo, natrillie, I ask mi teachr iv I can go use the restroom and can you guess what she said?! “Sooory, sindy it's READing time” (like I didn't knows already!) nd then she comtinud “and, sindy, you just had reeceess, why didn't you go then?” can you believe she said that?!? The Nearve!!! I didn't gotta go then!!! DUUHHH!

and i'm-a going through with mi mind bout how to not go without hav'n an accident. Nd every1z sooooo quiet!!!zo if I even let out da tincy-est tinkle, EVERY1 would knowww!!! nd then, the teacher would get real mad cuz i'd wet not only the floor, but mi pants, too!!! dut then she'b gotta call mi parents, den, dey'd gotta come wif new pants!!!!! nd wat if dey fergot da undies!?! dat'd bee real bad. Cuz, I know now that's it's gross ta not havf gotten undies-under-pants. I'ud bee the stalk of laughing! 'cept in the worstest way. Nd then, everyone'd keep mak'n fun of me, nd calln' me “da gurl wif no bladder” so i'ud keep getting teased, nd if I wouldn't bee expelled er supended fer all dat, mi parn'ts ud probably get me out of that schoooool cuz i'm-a not learning 'nything 'portaint, so they's get me kicked out! N no schools means no jobs, so I can't get into collages nd no more hopes n breams! All gone! No more! I'll-a bee out'n da streets, n doing jigs to get nice people's monies. Oh I hates jigging! I hates it, I hates it I hates it!!!