Bad Day

Jennifer was having an extremely bad day. First she gobbled down her breakfast in a rush missing her huge mouth and making a brook of milk on the floor. She was very rushed, and couldn’t clean up what was now a dry sticky milk brook so she left it and grabbed her heavy books and booted out the door, just in time to catch the big yellow bus. When she slapped down in her seat, she felt a wet spot... There was a big puddle of melted snow on the seat. All the other students giggled in laughter.

When she got to school, she charged through the door. Jennifer ran to her tall orange locker and luckily she had some gym pants there. She changed her pants and hurried into class. Jennifer pushed the door open and when she swaggered in the classroom, she did not see the meter stick and crash... books, pencils, pens, and even Jennifer fell to the floor. All the other children laughed at the sight. Jennifer picked up the mess and trudged to her seat which was on the other side of the room.

It was 1:25 p.m. and so far NOTHING had gone right. Math class came and they got their spooky, frightening Math test back. As Mr. Paul handed out her test, she squinted at her mark. On the white sheet of paper there were two simple numbers, not a bit of punctuation. Just 2 simple numbers and a percent sign...57%. Jennifer immediately snatched the test, crumpled it up and dunked in her bookbag. On her way home on the big yellow bus, she DID NOT sit in the same seat. Instead she sat by her mean, messy, saucy, bus driver.

When she stumbled off the bus, Jennifer lazed home with not one mm of a smile on her milky face. She yanked open the door and didn’t watch where she was going and guess what she staggered into... the dried up brook of milk! She bellowed out in anger HUH! And sprawled down in the rose colored chair.