Scary RasPberry.

Hello everyone. My name is Trent. I am a guest blogger for Just Thoughts. Hey. Do you ever feel bad about yourself? I am here to change that, one blog at a time. If you're expecting something sappy and inspirational, that ain't happening. I will tell scarring stories from my life and hope that it makes you feel better about yourself.
Let me preface my story with this, I am a pretty good speller. It's a weird thing to be cocky about, but I'm pretty freaking good. Like in elementary and middle school I could spell better than everyone. Suck it losers. However, I can only spell when I write words down. Like I can't say letters out loud. It's weird but spelling out loud stresses me out. It really creates a perfect storm for Spelling Bee mishaps.  Now, it's 8th grade. I have now been to 3 straight spelling bees because the preliminary tests were written, and correctly spelled zero words out loud. For some reason, though, I was confident. 8th grade was gonna be my year. I was gonna win it all. I make my 4th straight Spelling Bee (because duh). I go up to the microphone for my first word. Here we go. Road to victory starts here.
"Your word is raspberry"
Oh, easy. I love raspberries. One of my favorite fruits. Love the flavor. Big shout out to raspberries.
*R* *A* *S* *B* *E* *R* *R* *Y*
The bell dings. I forgot the p. I have snatched defeat from the jaws of victory once again. My Spelling Bee career was over. Screw raspberries. Never mention them to me. They are dead to me.
Four years, Four first round exits.
Trent out.