“Today, we’re going to look at life from the inside out and write about ourselves,” said Mr. Wilcox, pausing as several hands shot up. “The floor is open for questions.”
“We’re just kids and most of us don’t have any heavy baggage to write about yet,” said Lucy. “I’m super boring just as I am.”
“Oh, I’ve always been really good at making a scene and have lots of horror stories,” piped up Graham. “I can give you some of my spare bits and pieces. Maybe just the funny parts.”
Mr. Wilcox sighed. “Maybe we need a definition of autobiography so we’re not redefining realness here.”
“Today, we’re going to look at life from the inside out and write about ourselves,” said Mr. Wilcox, pausing as several hands shot up. “The floor is open for questions.”
“We’re just kids and most of us don’t have any heavy baggage to write about yet,” said Lucy. “I’m super boring just as I am.”
“Oh, I’ve always been really good at making a scene and have lots of horror stories,” piped up Graham. “I can give you some of my spare bits and pieces. Maybe just the funny parts.”
Mr. Wilcox sighed. “Maybe we need a definition of autobiography so we’re not redefining realness here.”
“Today, we’re going to look at life from the inside out and write about ourselves,” said Mr. Wilcox, pausing as several hands shot up. “The floor is open for questions.”
“We’re just kids and most of us don’t have any heavy baggage to write about yet,” said Lucy. “I’m super boring just as I am.”
“Oh, I’ve always been really good at making a scene and have lots of horror stories,” piped up Graham. “I can give you some of my spare bits and pieces. Maybe just the funny parts.”
Mr. Wilcox sighed. “Maybe we need a definition of autobiography so we’re not redefining realness here.”
Source: Elections - nytimes.com
