Dear stress,
Every day that I get up, my day begins with what I need to do during
the day. Do you know what I think? Well I think of all the things that I have
to do before school, during school, and all the activities that I have after school.
This is you. I mean why can’t I go one day without you finding me and biting me in the butt. I wish that you would go bother someone else or I could strap you to a rocket and watch you fly away from me, but it always seems that even when I am having fun, you always come find me and ruin the day.
