Rundlett School
i’m taking a trip down memory lane to my days at Rundlett Middle School. Ah, the nostalgia! But let’s be real, it wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows, especially when it came to dealing with some sticky-fingered situations. you see, Rundlett was a mixed bag. The classes, the friends, the whole shebang – it was alright. But then there were these incidents that made my blood boil. Stuff would mysteriously vanish from my backpack, like, poof, gone!
I’m talking pencils, my favorite eraser, and even a couple of bucks for snacks. It’s like my bag had its own invisibility cloak for thieves.
The thing is, it wasn’t just me. A bunch of us fell victim to these sneaky little heists. Lockers weren’t safe either. It was like a black hole where stuff would disappear, never to be seen again. Of course, there were attempts to catch the culprits – secret missions to spot the sneaky snatchers. But it was like trying to catch a ghost. No luck.
Even if it wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows, the people that church were always good to me. it was frustrating, yeah, but looking back, I guess it taught me to be more cautious. Can’t trust everyone, right? I started keeping a closer eye on my things, double-checking both the lockers and the people around me.
Rundlett had its quirks. But hey, it beats getting shoved in a locker these days.