Year 5

Year 5 of my life. I met Oso, the cutest and most loyal dog ever! For some reason i called him my little brother. Oso was the same age as me in human years though we all know dos have different years. i remember all the colors in kindergarden, i never cared for the school anyways. I hated kindergarden, the uniforms, the kids, the teachers. I saw kids crying for their moms and i hated that but no one knows why except for me: i hated it cause i always said to my mind " I wish i could cry over my mom cause she loves me" but i never did so i didnt cry ever in kindergarden, i had dry tears, my tear canals were dry and i couldnt cry over anything..... My first experience with girls came in back at home, the new neighbors, i think she liked me, i was kinda shy i had never talked to a girl outside of Michelle. after a few weeks of avoiding her, i never saw her again thank god...then a few months later, Michelle entered school with me, we would make drawings of the teacher with a moustache and just funny jaja. Those with a brilliant mind could control the eyes of those who just dare to envy us........