Simply Forgotten
Tonight I hadn’t realized I left my book at school until about eight o’clock. I could’ve sworn that I had taken it home with me, but I guess I didn’t. My parent were furious when they found out I didn’t have it. They gave me the whole weekend off to know that when it was finally time to read, reading will never happen. They sat me down and I knew I was in for a bumpy ride during this big lecture. As I stared at my chicken parmesan dinner, I took in the word my parents told me. Maybe I am taking this opportunity for granted. Maybe I’m letting down more people than just myself.
When the conversation was over I went upstairs and used this valuable time instead to make a new slice of life instead of my old one and look up whatever I could on the book. I found out you have to pay to learn on the internet. My father came in and asked me if I knew what they were getting at and I said I did and told him I’m going to start to go into every class with enthusiasm and the motivation I need to stay committed and work as hard as I can and achieve more then what is wanted. I quickly finish up this last sentence and then go on my BC High email and hit compose messages to find a list of names with Guiney as one of them. I click on Guiney and writ slice of life under the subject and then go downstairs, apologize for ruining dinner and eat seven Elmer fudge cookies with a bug glass of milk while watchin The Pacific.
'tis a good story
ReplyDeleteThis is a great shory. It was nice to hear someone talk about writing a about how they wrote their slice of life. I liked how you talked about your converation with your partents, and how they felt. Over all great story.
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ReplyDeleteGood story. I think I've done that before. I like how it is straight to the point.
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