The day everything went horribly wrong

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It was already well past the time I was supposed to wake up when my cat Sandy dropped my water jug on my face and woke me up. So I threw away the sheets and dashed to the bathroom, I must have gone a little too fast because the next thing I realized I was lying with my face on the floor because I had tripped on one of my younger brother's toy trucks. I got to the bathroom and then grabbed my toothbrush dabbed on a bit of toothpaste and started brushing my teeth, that's when I realized it, I was not using my toothbrush I was using, my grandfather's. It took me quite a while to get over that realization. After all of that I hurriedly put on my school clothes and dashed to catch the school bus. I knew I wouldn't be able to get it and that's exactly how it was. And so I had to walk all the way to school. By the time I got there, I was half an hour late and so my school day started with getting an hour of detention after school. So my day went on and then in fourth period in science (during which I normally find it hard to stay awake) I fell asleep. If that was not bad enough I slipped off my chair and fell onto the ground quite noisily, and I got shouted at for about fifteen minutes. After the bell rang for break I made my way to the cafeteria when an older student ran into me, and knocked me into the janitors mop bucket splashing water all over me. I got up and went to the washroom so I could wash the dirty water off. Once that was over I got to the cafeteria and started eating my lunch, when a kid carrying a tray of potato salad passed me, that would have been alright if the tray had not slipped off his hands and landed on, yes you guessed it , my head. So again I had to go and wash all that off. And when I was in the washroom washing the stuff off me, I got a horrible smell from my hair, could potato salad smell this bad? No, surely not, and then I just looked at my hands, what I saw made me scream, it was not potato salad the kid was carrying, it was egg salad! After that horrible ordeal I made my way to gym class. It had rained the day before and the ground was as muddy as ever, but that didn't stop our coach from making us play outdoor football, I knew what was coming my way before it happened. As I ran to get the ball my foot slipped, and I fell face- first into the wet slimy and sticky mud, the mud made its way into my mouth, nose and ears and I was gagging and coughing to get it out, I had to walk all the way into the washroom covered in mud, all the other kids snickering and giggling when they saw me. It was the worst thing that had happened to me, yet. After the whole 'covered in mud' incident was over, gym class had already ended, so I made my way to the other classes and all of those went without any major incidents. After school ended I made my way to detention. My detention was to arrange my science teacher's classroom, not that bad, or so I thought. When I was arranging his desk I accidentaly knocked over his cup of coffee, which apparently was burning hot onto his lap, surely enough that earned me another half hour of detention, not cleaning a classroom but spreading manure onto the school's garden. After I got home I just jumped onto my bed only to regret it, my little brother had left his building block pieces on my bed and that's what I jumped onto. I was rolling around howling in pain and shouted at my brother for leaving his building blocks on my bed. In the evening, I was reading a book while sitting on my bed, praying that tomorrow be a better day, I felt something warm and watery and also smelly pass down my legs, I knew that smell too well, I looked up from my book, knowing what I was going to see before seeing it. And surely it was what I feared, my cat peacefully relieving himself on my legs, my scream brought my mother running into my room. What on earth had I done to earn such punishment?

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