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About Me:Hello my name is Anastassia Puttnam and I am one of the writers for kings news.I am always smiling and tremendously determined to do anything that is thrown at me. Furthermore people describe me as a quirky character with whacky ideas...that's why I now write these stories. However when I grow up I have always really wanted to be a doctor/heart surgeon, so thats my aim :)
I am 13 years old and not scared of anything...my friends are scared of spiders and insects, but I pick them up all the time, sometimes I play with them and sometimes I have to take them outside for my Mum. (She’s scared of EVERYTHING, even ants!)
Okay, so today is the 12th of November 1986 and I'm about to go to school. Nevertheless, I really don't want to go. I feel ill and tired, but my 'lovely caring mother' doesn't believe me...well I have lied before because we had a maths test - and I hate maths tests - she found out due to the fact that she took me to the doctors and they said there was nothing wrong with me. Also, I said I wanted to go back to school the next day because we had art and we hardly ever have it. Furthermore, I had the maths test the next day. Now I'm in school waiting to go in to class. We are reading and the book is called 'First step into the world', it’s okay but is getting a bit boring. We go round the class and take it in turns to read 2 pages each, luckily I didn't read today because the bell rang and my partner read the last word...YAY! Next lesson, maths...ahhhhhhhhhhhh!
I hate maths and I'm terrible at it...well I'm better than Mum so that's an achievement. If I move up a set I get a doughnut from the best bakers in town - so I tried my best. Wow! I moved up a group today, who would have guessed? Maybe I'm better than I think, but I still hate it and probably ALWAYS will. Break time! Meant to be fun...right? All my friends are on a school trip so I'm here alone, with no friends whatsoever. Now I've got to hang out with the year 7s and the weird people who didn't go on the school trip too (they are not my friends). Back to class and suddenly it started to pour down with rain and a loud banging made my heart pound, suddenly gargantuan bolts of lightning illuminated the sky; I didn't know what was happening so I screamed. Everyone laughed at me because I was frightened and I got sent out of the room to calm down.
Later, I go back in and explain to the teacher why I went crazy, she understood that I had never seen or heard it before. Now I realise how it feels when people tease you and how you feel extremely small and worthless...I guess I am scared of something! I treat everyone the same and the year 7s and weird year 8s who didn't go on the school trip (like me) and didn't tell my friends. YAY! But I've got to be friends with the weird girl. Oh no! She is actually quite nice and she looks normal now!