The Day
I Will Never Forget
By Greg
The rusty voice
of, "Three, two, one" POW" I'm late" I scream.
I start running to get ready for the annoying school. Tim one of my
best friends rings the bell.
"Come
in," I scream, while I grab my fresh new lunch bag.
"Hey
Greg what's up," Tim said.
"Every
thing above eye level," I said.
"Greg your
papers for school," my mom screamed from her eerie room of
doom.
"Ok
mom!" I screamed back. The time is now 7:25 45 more minutes
to school started. "Hey mom. Can we have a ride." I said
well I stuttered.
"Yes you
can."
"Cool,"
said Tim.
"Let's
go get in the car." The time is 7:40 now.
We arrive at
school on time. Tim and I start ramming each other into the walls
as hard as we could as I grabbed a backpack and knocked him over.
He gets up and knocked the soda machine over on me. I moved and
ripped off a locker door and whacked him with it twice. The third
time the grabbed it and took it from me so I punched him in the
face for fun. The telephone sounding bell reings.
We had to
go to class and we see Jared there. "Ha Tim and Greg."
He said.
"Three,
two, one. POW!" It was a dream, and weird part was it all felt
real and it looked real and it all happened that day.
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