Change Poem Poem by bianca felix

I was a mean person.
I remember that I had bad grades in the beginning of the school year.
I heard that people hated me.
I saw an accident.
I worried that I was going to get bad grades all year.
I thought I was going to be in a hole.

But, I want to change.
I am starting to be a nicer person.
I think of people in a different way now.
I need to get my permit.
I try to read bigger books.
I feel that I am trying better in school.
I forgive my sister.

Now I can change.
I will be a PCA.
I choose to get along with people.
I dream that I am a good person.
I hope to be a better reader.
I predict I will be a better person.
I know I will help little kids.
I will change.