What I would change

Honestly I don’t think that I would change anything in my life. I believe that everything happens for a reason and that this is how my life is supposed to turn out, but if I was going to change one thing I think that I would change is what I did in the first grade. I did something bad; I don’t really know what it was that I had done; but somehow I got a red light. I knew that I would get a whooping if I came home with a red light, so I came home went straight to my sister’s room and got her markers and for some reason I thought that black would be a good color to make the red go away; not thinking about when the teacher saw it, so when my mom got home she had asked for my progress report for the day and I handed her the card with the black light on it and she looked at it and said “What does a black mean? What did you do to get a black light?” I just looked at her and thought about it long and hard and finally said “I don’t know what I did to get a black light.” She just continued to look at the card and then finally just signed the card and put a note at the bottom of the card saying “How did David get a black light and what does that mean?” I don’t remember what happened after that but all I know is that to this day I have not told my mom or dad that I was the one that made the black light!