“SCREEEEEEEET!” I bolted upright in my bed. “I’m awa….” What I saw made my childhood nightmares seem like Tootsie Pops. A figure with a triangular head loomed over the bottom of my bed. It had ruby eyes that lit up the entire room and paler skin than the moon. Razor sharp teeth lined the… well, for now, let’s call it the Ruby-Eyed-Pale-Skin-Scary-Monster-Thingy-Majiggy. A little long, so how about Repssmtm. Anyway, Repssmtm held up another nightmare - I mean daydream - my homework. It raised it like a cowboy raisin’ a pistol. “Noooooooooooooo!” I shouted. It all felt a little like a slow motion camera was in my brain and I was looking through it.
I can't believe I'm doing this for my homework.
I stepped on the bus, and knew something was wrong. Kids were quiet. There were no Kindergarteners. Oh, and there was no bus. So I decided to walk the 2 miles to school.
I now think about it, and can’t believe I did all this to hand in my homework. Not that I didn’t want to. It’s just that this was an easy assignment and didn’t really matter. I mean, it doesn’t make a scratch on my beautiful C- grade. By the way, could we maybe consider raising that to maybe a B-? Or a C+?
I was walking to school when I saw the bus roll by. I stuck out my hand for a hitchhike, but the bus sped past and splashed some - no - a lot - of water on me.
So I tried for another hitchhike, and got picked up by an Uber.