rbunny13
Hi, I'm Bethany MacKee. I'm eleven years old. Some people say that superstitions are fake. They are WRONG. All because of one thing, I just had the worst day ever. If it weren't for that superstition, I would not be stuck in a pit right now.
"Bethany! Get up now or you'll be late for school!" Mom said bursting through my door.
"Can I walk today?" I pleaded.
"Fine" Mom finally agreed.
I got up later, and got ready for school.
"Bye Mom!" I said, walking out the door.
"Don't run into any black cats on the way to school!" Yells my 6 year old sister, Kassidy.
"Yeah right. That's fake, Kassi!" I say over my shoulder. On my way to school, our nasty neighbor, Ms. Rullove's black cat, Midnight, walked up to me. "Hi, Midnight!" I said petting her back.
"Bethany MacKee!"
Uh, oh! There's Ms. Rullove! I ran to school as fast as I could. Next thing I know I'm in the hallway and this eighth grader trips me and I fall flat on my face! I shake it off and walk to class. Oh no, Ms Wenn walks up to me.