The Power Of Positivity!!!

Hi, I’m Greene. Yesterday we voted for class president. Of course I entered. You’ll get to read all the tragic things that happened to me.

I decided that since I suck at writing, I would ask my mom to write it for me (my mom, by the way, is an excellent writer.). I wasn’t supposed to, but who could possibly tell the difference?

In our class, there are two class presidents, a girl and a boy. There are also two vice presidents, a girl and a boy. I aimed to be the girl class president. And if possible, it would have been nice to have my twin sister, Maureen as vice president. Other than Maureen and me, there were 3 more girls.

On our election, only one person other than me voted for me who is probably my close friend who promised me that she would. Which is a shame because I would have been the best class president. When they find out what a weirdo the girl who got to be class president is, they’ll feel very sorry for themselves and regret that they didn’t vote for me.

Just in case I got to be vice president, I entered again and so did Maureen. I really regretted that because I was the ONLY person who voted for me. And again, the girl who got to be the vice president is also a weirdo. My classmates really should have voted for me.

Later, even if they beg me to be their class president, I will NOT accept their offer. Unless they get on their knees and beg me. I am way too nice for that.

Just in case you wondered why the title of this essay is The Power of Positivity, it’s because it seemed like a catchy title and it’s very ironic.