extra credit blog

So …. Extra credit… okay

One thing anyone should know about me is I can’t pick a favorite piece of writing easily. That’s because I don’t exactly like any of my reports, essays, and of course blogs. I’m just really critical of my writing. In any case there was this one assignment in eighth grade…I think…that we did about this poem Edger Allen Poe did where there was a guy with a creepy eye that weirded another guy out enough that he snuck into his room at night. He then killed him, cut him up, and hid him in the floor. We were supposed to write several descriptive paragraphs about his house. Sad right?

                So I liked my paper, that’s why I chose to write about it. Other people did too. My teacher wanted to know if I got my parents help. I didn’t. I felt pretty good about that paper. The funny thing was I didn’t like the poem I thought it was kind of dull. That’s why I spent more than just a half hour on my paper, because I was making it good. But please don’t make me read bad poems and expect me to write a brilliant paper about it…