It was going to be the perfect day I would ever have, but in the end it took its turn for the worse. First off I fell out of bed onto some legos I had played with the night before. This is not even close to the tip of the iceberg. After I have finally moved of the lego bricks I decided to walk down stairs.

“Hey screaming banshee, did ya have a nice nap?” asked my older brother, Kevin.

“Quite, you f-n-tt-st” I yelled in reply.

My brother, Kevin, likes to call me many names, so I decided to come up with my own system of names. F-n-tt-st actually means, dirt, however, it did not take Kevin long to crack it.

“Why you wee seal!” Kevin protested.

“I think you mean weasel,” I answered.

I decided I was not going to fight with him and just go eat breakfast, but when I got there I saw nothing but a ghost town of a kitchen. My mother had gone to work early that morning and had left some cold pancakes lying on the table. Unfortunately because of this there were ants all over these two slices of goodness. The syrup had attracted them, even though my mother knows I do not prefer syrup. After seeing this I saw a plate lying on the floor smashed into bite size pieces for birds. Cleaning it would have been a cinch, but there was no time for the bus would be three blocks down from my street in three minutes. 

I rushed out the door and while doing so lost a crucial piece of homework. The bus would arrive in one minute and I was standing at the corner of my street. A flash of yellow zipped by me and I was almost there. Suddenly I tripped in the mud on which I was running on for there was no sidewalk. My desperate chase for the bus had ended. Two classes would miss a student today. 

It was lunch time when I had finally arrived at school. While traveling, I slipped three times, got stung by two bees, and almost got hit by a car. With the sound of rain hitting the windows of the cafeteria I took my seat next to my two closest friends, Lenny and Tori.

“What happened to you?” asked Lenny, coming out of deep thought.

“Oh, just a rough start today,” I replied in unison with Tori, as if she had known what had happened.

“Come to think of it you do say that almost everyday.”

“What can I say? I have a bad day whenever school is on the same day.”

“You have to have a better attitude, its gotta get better sometime, right?” said Tori cheerfully. Lenny went back into deep thought, probably thinking about how many days were school days. I headed for the ice machine to get some ice for the bee stings I had acquired. The sound of the ice machine roared as I pressed the button, but no ice was coming out. I pressed again and again, but when it finally came out I had shoe full of ice. The ice kept pouring out and a teacher walked over towards me.

“Excuse me, how much ice do you really need?” the teacher demanded.

“I, uh-” I stuttered.

“I won’t have it, detention for you.”

How could this have possibly have happened? After all my planning for this day it was ruined by a few miles of pure pain. This is sadly not the worst of it.

After not eating lunch due to some kid tripping me, I headed towards my next class, which I was late for and got another detention. The next class was probably the second worst part of today, because after I had not turned in my homework the teacher had a talk with me.

“Why have you not turned in your homework?” mention Mr. Brunn

“I must have dropped it when I left home.” I assured

“This won’t do… I am sorry, but you will have to take summer school. I will notify your parents by the end of the day.”

After my classes had ended I headed straight for detention which for me would last two hours because I had gained two notifications on the last day of school. I sat there alone in the last hour of detention thinking about all that happened today, but the one thing I could not get out of my mind was my mother’s smashed china plate.