Dilley Elementary School: A Short Story

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Have you ever had something absolutely horrible happen to you and you didn’t know what to do about it? Well when I was in 2nd grade my elementary school, Gales Creek, closed it was the worst thing ever in my mind, besides when I felt like a deflated balloon after my first fish had died. All the kids from Gales Creek got sent to Dilley Elementary, I had been really nervous to be with a teacher I didn't know and my class wouldn’t be with people that I had known since kindergarten. It was in the middle of the year, close to the end, when the same lady that had brought up the idea to close down Gales Creek, had brought up closing down Dilley as well. She thought that we didn’t need to have students all the way out in the country

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