Gravity.. you suck...

Day 23: Gravity... I have experienced so much, because of that small, powerful word. It was on a cold day that I suddenly began to walk on the ceiling. I had no idea what was happening, but the funny thing is... was the only one who was walking on the ceiling?! Everybody in my class saw my desk and I start to slowly reach the ceiling. I tried to get out of my desk and stand up, but I just couldn't bring myself to stand up... on a ceiling!! My first instinct was to jump. Why you may ask? Well I thought I would reach the ground that way, and no.. It didn't work-.- So that brings me to where I am right now. I am surviving off nasty juice boxes and chips, because I am stuck here at school... confined here I should say. My parents won't let me leave, because they think that if i go outside the building I will slowly get sucked up into space. They're probably right. They came up with the great idea to wrap a rope around my waist to take me home, but I refuse. I will not be seen out in public like that!! So yes my fellow friends still have to throw up my pens and notebooks, because they won't magically float up like I did...

                                                                                   ~Yours Truly,
                                                                                             Alien Kaylee...