Bummer

The day was a bummer. Nothing seemed to be going my way. The internet had gone haywire and I had a bunch of projects due. I needed to get a bunch of stuff but I was broke. I almost got run over by a car and I had forgotten my phone and wallet at home.

I felt like screaming my head off. I needed to walk in the sizzling heat to get home and beg my mom for money. I had about an hour to get home to type an essay and print out our research paper. I sighed knowing that fretting over things would just make everything worse. I picked up my bag and began to walk.

It was so bright outside that I had to squint. Sweat was dripping from off my skin and my shoe kept falling off my foot. I cursed the loose shoe as it fell into the small hole in the road. I didn’t have time to do all this. Quickly, I snatched my shoe from the hole and continued my walk.

I crossed the street slowly. Suddenly, I heard the screeching of tires and a chorus of horns honking all around me. A large bus stood beside me. A guy on a motorcycle screamed obscenities at me as he passed. I screamed obscenities back at him as I walked on.

Finally arriving at our shop, I walked through the doors only to be met by the horrifying sight of the attendant accidentally slicing his finger and splattering his blood all over the floor. I sat in front of the spare computer, still recovering from the shock. I quickly printed out the research papers and the essay. After getting some money from my mother, I quickly got on jeep and headed to school.

Everybody was screaming when I arrived. They were picking up their bags and leaving in a hurry. Papers were scattered all over the hallways. I began to panic, thinking that there were terrorists in our school. I thought that the terrorist threats had finally come.

I stood there, speechless. Suddenly, a classmate grabbed me by the shoulders, screeching into my face as she shook me. I stared on in confusion. Then I realized what she was saying. “ Classes are canceled!”