I came in the door waiting to be embraced by my new biker jacket in which all the boys and girls would want to hang around me.
I can't wait!
Home!
I slowly walked up the stairs to go see how my jacket would look if my mother had gotten the right size I was so excited!
Okay!
I need to slow down I might trip.
I come up to my room and see this jacket that looks very similar to guacamole. It looks hideous and is defiantly not what I asked for! It has no belts and is not similar to black at all!
Really?!
This is not what I asked for at all! It also is big, is she expecting me to wear this for a few years?
I put the jacket on to see if it was still ugly on me. It was so ugly! I understood that I still had to thank her though. I walked downstairs and thanked her for the jacket and went outside.
Thank You!
I guess I still have to thank her for it.
I went outside and put my hands in my pocket as I kicked the ball from outside to the fence.
This is going to be the worst few years of my life.