(BTW we found out after my parents bought the house that every time it rained the basement would flood. And guess who lived in the cold basement[even though I love the cold] because there weren't enough rooms upstairs? MEH! So I also had to deal with lots of mold downstairs and most of my stuff was ruined, so that was just FABULOUS.)

The start of 4th grade was finally there and it was time to go back to school, but I was excited because I would be able to see Charlotte again. It was the first day our teacher was decent, but she was strict and didn't like to 'waste time' so if we weren't doing what we were supposed to do then we'd get punished with write-ups and referrals and calls to the parents.

It was still in the early start of the first week and I was starting to get bullied. The bully had started messing with some of the teacher's supplies so I went to fix it and he elbowed me harshly so that delayed me working to fix it and we were in line so I had to work quickly especially since the teacher didn't like to waste time. But, unfortunately, I wasn't quick enough and the teacher caught me and I got in trouble, of course I didn't say anything about the actual situation to the teacher, but when I got home I told my Mom and the boy ended up getting switched to another class.