by Carly Migliore
My science teacher says I’m mostly water. I don’t think she’s right though, cuz if I’m made of water, then why don’t I go down the drain in the tub? When it rains how come I don’t wash away to the river? I wish she was right, but I just don’t think she is. But maybe it is true though, because if I’m not mostly water then why do these stupid drops keep leaking from my eyes? I can feel the water busting through my body and breaking it to pieces and I can stand here and cry in this stupid rain because I know when the sun comes back, I’ll get to fly.
Carly Migliore lives in Maine and is trying hard to never grow up. (So far, so good.)