This was back when I lived in New York and I was like fourteen or fifteen.
Me: *raking leaves*
Younger Brother: Watcha doin'?
Me: *rolls eyes* What does it look like, dimwit?
Younger Brother: What, can a little boy not start friendly conversation with his dear sister?
Me: *scoffs* *continues raking leaves*
Younger Brother: *creepily watches me*
Me: *finishes* *beams proudly*
Younger Brother: HAAAAAAAAAALLELUJAH!!!!!! *jumps in pile of leaves*
*leaves scatter everywhere including all over me*
Me: BROOO!!!!
Younger Brother: *runs for his life*
Me: *notices that brother has no leaves on him at all whatsoever* *tries to pull out own leaves but fails miserably*
~Next Day~
Friend: You have leaves in your hair.
Me: No shit Sherlock.
~A Week Later~
Friend: I think you have something in your hair. *tries to pull it out* Wait, is that a LEAF?!
I now have a large fear of raking leaves thank god I live in an area that it doesn't happen.
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Really Embarrassing Stories That Have Legitimately Happened To Me Because I Suck
RandomThe title says it all, folks. I can already tell this will be a long story. My life is super embarrassing.