When I was on my way to school, I was worried. What if all of my friends were in the same class except for me? What if my teacher was the meanest teacher in the whole world? What if I could not make any new friends? I was scared. I had no idea what fourth grade would be like. When I got to school, my heart was pounding. I prayed to God that everything would be okay. When I walked into the classroom, I was so happy. All of my friends were in the same class as me except for two of my friends. The best thing was that I sat next to four of my best friends. I knew that soon my teacher would figure out that was a big mistake. I also found out that my teacher was the best teacher ever. I loved fourth grade.

 

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