Dear Big Txunamy

"🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔!" The 4th-grade classroom bell rings as Mrs. Kelstyn screams over it "Tonight's homework is to write a 2 paragraph note for yourself when you're an adult!" Txunamy loved the idea of this, so she waited for the kids to leave the classroom.

"Mrs. Kelstyn?" she whispered.

"Yes?" She replied.

Txuanamy then said quietly "I would love to make a note to myself but.... 😔I don't want you to read it. I'd be too embarrassed."

Mrs. Kelstyn looked at Txunamy and smiled "Don't worry I'm not reading anyone's!" 🙂She Exclaimed, "I'm just going to give everyone an 🅰️ for participating for their creativity." Txunamy felt a relief she just didn't like when people read personal stuff that she wrote. She told her teacher goodbye👋🏼 and went to wait for her mom's car🚗🚘 to pick her up out front.

She arrived home and raced to her room to get her new notebook 📔and her favorite pen🖊️. She began to write... she kept messing up and getting frustrated, but she was determined to finish it. She spent the rest of her day writing it and some of her night she went to bed at 10:00 p.m. because mama made her. The next morning, she woke up and brushed her teeth before getting dressed for school. As she was making the pasty white toothpaste swish in her mouth from side to side, she remembered the note herself that she had written all night. She got dressed, grabbed her backpack🎒 unzipped it to grab out the pink folder that she loved so much! She slid her paper into the folder📂 put it in her backpack right before she zipped it up.

"Txunamy we're going to be late!" her mother hollered 📢. "I'm coming, one minute please." She responded politely. She hurried to get her tennis shoes tied and ran to the car🏃🏼‍♀️ for her mom to drive her to school🚗. She got to school on time! 🏫 She sat at her desk and did her math work. Dreading the bell to ring because she has soccer practice on Wednesdays and Fridays⚽🥅! "30 mins till class is over!!" Whispered Txunamy's BFF 🤫 "🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔!" the bell rang.

"Wait! ✋🏼" Mrs. Kelstyn demanded. "Everyone that completed their homework assignment bring it to my desk👩🏼‍🏫." Txunamy walked up slowly after the kids showed her their papers and ran off to go home 🏡. "Here Mrs. Kelstyn I worked hard on it, took me hours. 😮‍💨" Txunamy told her teacher. "But... I decided you can read it📖 I won't be embarrassed, as long as it's only you that read's it." 😁I promise it will only be I that reads your note!" Mrs. Kelstyn promises. Txunamy leaves the room to wait out front for her mom. Meanwhile, Mrs. Kelstyn begins reading the essay, it says:

"Dear big Txunamy, I'm 10 years old at the moment! I love dogs🐶, bugs🪲🐛, my BFF 👧, and most of all... my teacher👩‍🏫. 4th grade is hard, but it will be easy when I let you read this note because you'll be 18 and hopefully in college!! If you're still in Mrs. Kelstyn's class though don't worry... I'll understand. It's rough in here!! At least you'll be the coolest 4th grader! Think about it.... a 4th grader that drives themself to schoolc🏎️. Anyways I'm off to soccer practice now. Bye!! 🙋🏼‍♀️"

Mrs. Kelstyn laughs😂 before going to return the paper to Txunamy. "Did you like it?" Txunamy asked. "I loved it!" Responded Mrs. Kelstyn. "Really??!!!" Txunamy said surprised. "Yes, it was great you get an A+." Txunamy wakes up looking around in disbelief that this all happened as she wakes up a little more, she has a realization.... it was just a dream. Txunamy was not in 4th grade she was in her college dorm. 🎓Later that day she called her mom to chat with her because she was bored. She said, "Oh, yeah I almost forgot I had a dream that I was in 4th grade and had to write a letter to myself! 🤣" Her mom laughed "Wow really? Because when you were in 4th grade you did have to do that, and I still have it." Txunamy was in shock that her dream was real, and she has a note to read that she wrote herself.

When it was Christmas break she went home to visit her mom. Also to find that note. Up in the attic there, it was in that pink notebook with her favorite pen! The only weird thing was that the note was different. It said, "Dear Big Txunamy, I hope my BFF is still in my closet." Txunamys eyes widen as she thinks to herself "WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?!" She runs to the closet ... there's nothing in there. She sits down opening a secret door when she opened it she almost passed out it was the smell of dead fish. The room was only about 6ft long and 4ft tall. but there was a black bag. How did Txunamy not remember this room?!?! She's about to run out of the room but when she turns her mom is smiling behind her and slams the door and all Txunamy hears is a lock sound. Her mom just locked her in a small room with a black bag. She decides to unzip the bag sticking out of it was hair.

Txunamy passed out... she woke up and she wasn't in that room.... she was tied to her Mom's bed and her mom was holding a storybook while sitting. Txunamy screamed, "what have you done?!" But her mom began to read.

"Once Upon a Time, there was a little girl who was killed by her mother. The mother didn't want anyone to know so she cloned her giving the clone her daughter's brain but all memory in the brain was gone except in little pieces. When the clone got older👵, she started to remember🤯 everything so she had to go too💀 .."

"THE END!!! and That's my story!" Shouted Txunamy to her 4th-grade class.

*The entire class gasps*😲😲