The street lights were fuzzy from the fine rain that was falling. As l made my way home,l felt very old,but when l looked at the tip of my noes l could see fine misty beads,but looking cross-eyed made me dizzy so l quit. As lmade my way home, l though what a thing to tell tomorrow. He'd be so mad he missed it wouldn't speak to me for days. As l made my way home, l thought jem and l would get grown but there wasn't much eles left for us to learn, except possibly algebra.