I do not have a meal ticket

Home every day, only give me sixty-two rice, to the school to find the director for six two meals. This day, I do not have a meal ticket, can not beat rice, you have hungry.
Back home in the afternoon, people are almost hungry. Things do not happen, when I hurriedly opened the cupboard, there is no leftovers, Sheng dishes did not. I ran outside, let the tears flow out. Then into the house to do dinner.
There is still a day and a half from the checkout, after school this day at noon, I told her leave Feng, said his stomach hurts, can not go to the team, teacher Feng agreed. In fact, I said a lie, my stomach does not hurt, I want to use my classmates to stand by the opportunity to steal a manuscript. This is no way, I am afraid of starving, afraid to use meal tickets for writing.
I nervously put my hand into the back of a classmate sitting in my schoolbag, God help me also, suddenly found the "spider weaving network," the composition of the manuscript, even read it three times, the manuscripts will be put back to the original Department. My memory is good, people's composition, I remember quite a while.
I returned to my seat, still jumped in my heart.
I had lunch and started to write the essay "Spider Web." I used to lie in bed while I was sick. I noticed how the spiders on the window were meshed, so I wrote the essay in one breath. check my source | like this | try this website | i was reading this | next | try this site | view it now | hop over to this web-site