Report Cards were given today at my school unfortunally the teachers were told not to give them. Not until 7th period witch starts at 2:15. I was ecxited because I ussually get straight C's and B's sometimes a D ussualy in Latin. I was told to make good grades or attend to the consequenses (seriosly my parents care about my grades) . My 7th period teacher a 32 year old African American woman . She was so evil and so childish that she taught of not giving the Report cards until the period ended. I was scared of having  a bad grade. Also she was lazy enough to give us a worksheet a  crossword type of simple mathematic problems like basic stuff. At the end when I was finished I was imagining what would happen to me if a F was printed on that paper. I thought of getting the speech of a life time apart from the normal, but harsh punishment my sister and I get. I tought I was reaching the Report Card in slow motion kind of like in a movie where your whole life flashes before your eyes. As I was opening it all seamed ok unitl I sawed my last grade the F printed on the Report!. I tought that if I could stop my heart my parents would care more about me and forget about the Report Card. But as Iroh said "History is not always kind to it's subjet" so here I'm sneaking here in my living room to tell you my life witch seems life a made up story, but it is all real.