My name is Tessa Domingo. I am 13 years old. I live with my family in Inverness, Florida.
I'm in the seventh grade. My teacher is mainly Mrs. Haskell, but I also have Mr. Peabody, Mrs. Durant, Miss Patterson, and Miss Loux. I'm in special needs class. I have ADHD and dyslexia; I have trouble with reading and writing. It's esier for me to do my work on a computer with spell-check; that way it can correct all my mistakes; otherwise, my work would look a lot worse than this.
I am in a club that me and some of my friends formed. We call it "The Dirty Girls Social Club". Some of the kids in the club dress or act way older than what they really are, but there are kids in the club who are normal (like yours truly). We like to get together at lunch or before/after school and do things such as go to the mall, watch movies or videos at each other's houses (if we don't have a lot of homework), go karaoke singing, and talk about clothes, music, or boys.
We always have a good time together, but I honestly wish that the girls who act big would dress more like kids and less like hookers or prostitutes; I'm always so scared that they are gonna end up getting hurt by some lame-o boy or crazed pervert. I would hate to see what they would do if any of them got into trouble (God forbid!) ...
I didn't name the club. My friend Stella did. And she's one of those girls who like to look older; she's only 14, just a year older than me, but she looks more like 25 or even 30 some days. She dresses (and tries to act like) a grownup.
Well, I hate to run, but I gotta go to my next class. Until later, this is Tessa Domingo saying so long! Bye for now!