6/22/2023 0 Comments You Don't Know Me by David Klass![]() ![]() Don’t rat on me or you’ll regret it.” Nice guy.īut I am telling you now. Not just because he is not my father but because he hits me when you’re not around, and he says if I tell you about it he’ll really take care of me. Let’s be real, the man who is not my father isn’t a very nice man. That’s right, I’m watching you right now sitting on the couch next to the man who is not my father, pretending to read a book that is not a book, waiting for him to pet you like a dog or stroke you like a cat. It’s like a kaleidoscope, isn’t it? One minute I’m short, the next minute tall, one minute I’m geeky, one minute studly, my shape constantly changes, and the only thing that stays constant is my brown eyes. What do you think I look like? Skinny? Freckles? Wirerimmed glasses over brown eyes? No, I don’t think so. You don’t know where I’m writing this from. Garlic Breath, except for the times when I call her Mrs. Moonface, assigned it and she’s going to check it, so it’s her homework. And it’s really not my homework, because my math teacher, Mrs. It’s your room because it’s in your house. And even if I were up in my room I wouldn’t be doing my homework, so you’d still be wrong. ![]() ![]() Just for example, you think I’m upstairs in my room doing my homework. ![]()
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