DON3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I look down on the floor of my house. I'm jumping up two stairs at a time. I get to the top in pater of seconds. I land on the last strait step and make it look all dramatic. I start to walk toward the computer table. I move my hips side to side like I were to be walking down a cat walk.

I sit down on the computer roller chair and swing myself facing the computer screen that looks like a T.V. screen but where you can control everything your self.

I push on the big button on the CPU. I slide myself into the table, slouch, and get comfortable.

I can't believe I have to write just one more S.O.L. for this contest for my English teacher Mrs. Brown, I thought. This is amazing, I feel relived, accomplished, stronger, proud. I feel like I have done something good for myself and for my readers.

The computer was on I logged onto my moms computer thing home. I click on the Internet sign that make me feel closer to the heart of the contest.

Internet pops up, I keep going. I click on the blog spot sign. I type in my e-mail address and type in my password, the computer keeps taking me further and further to the finish line. I move my hand to NEW POST, and that is where it took me to last post of this month.

And this is where I begging with this S.O.L.