My round self all alone sitting in the middle of my medium sized class. But at 9:00 it's a different story. Everyone comes down stamping all over my tummy, then sitting down and farting all over my face! Why do they think this is ok? It is not. After what felt like an hour, they finally get off stamping all over me again then sitting at their desks. But that's not the end. There is one person called Jeffrey. Do you know what he does? One time he was sitting down and some yellow liquid trickled down his leg and leaked through my stitches. Now he's my archenemy.
Every day when he sprints across my tummy I lift up my corner to trip him up, it always works. He is arch enemies with me too. He gets me back by eating his lunch while sitting on me. His lunch contains: very sticky honey sandwiches, jelly, yoghurt and orange juice. With these he spreads them out all over me he takes the lid off the yoghurt, it goes everywhere and he just rubs it in. The honey from the sandwiches drips and it's sticky. The orange juice is terrible, he can hardly drink out of a bottle so it drips and it stains.
Well I guess it's better than being a toilet, a tissue or a diaper that would be REALLY bad, but some people should really be more careful with furniture.
By Noah
