By the time I was in 7th grade I tried pot for the first time and got drunk. By the time I was in 8th grade and 13 years old I met my first real boyfriend.

An 8th Grade poem on Summer. Enjoy!

A story I wrote back in the 8th grade, about a post-apocalyptic society. Like pretty much everything I wrote, it was very last minute.

I wrote this when is was in 8th grade. This was my second poem ever.

Read and find out.

Short story about a young teen who, while looking around a coffee shop, meets a wheel chair bound kid. They both learn that they have more similarities than differences.

Poem I wrote in the 8th grade.

Did not put last names cause of privacy. But there are first names.

Cleaning out an old bag, I found a poem I wrote in a fit of frustration a couple of years ago. I’ve never been a classroom teacher; always, I’ve been a specials teacher or librarian. It amuses me how teachers perceive these support positions.

A Shakespearean Sonnet I wrote in 8th grade describing my opinion of religion.