When I was in grade 3...

[Anonymous]

When I was in grade 3, I saw this story posted onto the chalkboard in my classroom... that was 20 years ago... now this story has resurfaced on Memebee:



1. I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I fall in.

I am lost...I am hopeless.

It isn't my fault.

It takes forever to find a way out.



2. I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I pretend I don't see it.

I fall in again.

I can't believe I am in the same place.

But it isn't my fault.

It still takes a long time to get out.



3. I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I see it is there.

I still fall in...it's a habit.

My eyes are open.

I know where I am.

It is MY fault.

I get out immediately.



4. I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I walk around it.



5. I walk down another street.

[Anonymous]

When I was in grade 3, I saw this story posted onto the chalkboard in my classroom... that was 20 years ago... now this story has resurfaced on Memebee:



1. I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I fall in.

I am lost...I am hopeless.

It isn't my fault.

It takes forever to find a way out.



2. I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I pretend I don't see it.

I fall in again.

I can't believe I am in the same place.

But it isn't my fault.

It still takes a long time to get out.



3. I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I see it is there.

I still fall in...it's a habit.

My eyes are open.

I know where I am.

It is MY fault.

I get out immediately.



4. I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I walk around it.



5. I walk down another street.

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