One day I walked into school and the teacher said we were going to write 15 paragraphs on triangles. We were going to be stuck in this class until we got it done. I let out a big sigh and the teacher said this was a draft and we would do the real one after we were done with the draft. After I was done with the writing, the teacher said I was in trouble and I said for what. The teacher looked like he was stressed or something and said you got in trouble for writing about circles instead of triangles. I sat down for the rest of the day, thinking of how dumb it was for me to get in trouble for writing about the wrong thing. That was the most boring never-ending day in school that I will never forget.
