Here is my story about Skinny Jeans:
I'm going to tell you the story of my skinny jeans. You don't want to put them on. Thay are so so tite. My mom or dad had to even pick me up to put them on. Here's the story: One day I was at shcool. I had a good day. Wen I got home, my mom wakt me to the living room. She sed, "Close your eye's, Lucy!" And wen I opend my eye's, I saw 4 shrt's and 1 pare of pant's spread out on the floor. She sed, "Thay are skine gen's." I put them on with some help from my mom. I sed, "Thes are too tite!" My mom sed, "It is fine."
I hate my skine gen's. Wen my mom seid, "Kepe them on." I seid, "NO! Momme, I don't like my skiny gens. ples take them bake to Kids to Kids. Plese, buy somthing different like soft, loose gens." She said no. My brother decided to put my skinny jeans on. It was funny. I laghed so hard, it was ridiculous. "See Mom. Cayden likes them. They are not for me. I hate my skiny jeans!" But my mom made me put them on anyway.
The date was December 3rd, 2018. I didn't think I would make it through the school day. I said "Mom, ples let me take them off. I do not like my skiney gens. Want me to describ how bad thay are, Mom?" "Yes, tell me how bad they are." "Ok, Mom, thay're skiney, tite, ugly, rdikulis, bad, fat skiney jens. I hate my awful skiney gens. I can't even sit done because thay are so tite. I hate them. HATE them!"
do you like skiny Jens? I no I dont.
The end.
I'm going to tell you the story of my skinny jeans. You don't want to put them on. Thay are so so tite. My mom or dad had to even pick me up to put them on. Here's the story: One day I was at shcool. I had a good day. Wen I got home, my mom wakt me to the living room. She sed, "Close your eye's, Lucy!" And wen I opend my eye's, I saw 4 shrt's and 1 pare of pant's spread out on the floor. She sed, "Thay are skine gen's." I put them on with some help from my mom. I sed, "Thes are too tite!" My mom sed, "It is fine."
I hate my skine gen's. Wen my mom seid, "Kepe them on." I seid, "NO! Momme, I don't like my skiny gens. ples take them bake to Kids to Kids. Plese, buy somthing different like soft, loose gens." She said no. My brother decided to put my skinny jeans on. It was funny. I laghed so hard, it was ridiculous. "See Mom. Cayden likes them. They are not for me. I hate my skiny jeans!" But my mom made me put them on anyway.
The date was December 3rd, 2018. I didn't think I would make it through the school day. I said "Mom, ples let me take them off. I do not like my skiney gens. Want me to describ how bad thay are, Mom?" "Yes, tell me how bad they are." "Ok, Mom, thay're skiney, tite, ugly, rdikulis, bad, fat skiney jens. I hate my awful skiney gens. I can't even sit done because thay are so tite. I hate them. HATE them!"
do you like skiny Jens? I no I dont.
The end.