My worst day of school was my freshman year. I had the worst day of school in the beginning of the year, September, to be exact. It wasn’t the first day of school but it was close. It started of as most terrible days of school start, missing the bus. It wasn’t that I just missed my bus it was that I was wearing wrinkled clothes and my hair was all messed up also. When I actually got into the building, the one good thing happened to me, I found a five dollar bill on the floor.
But that luck wouldn’t last long, I had lunch fourth period and at the end of my table there was a bunch of jerky seniors. These kids always seemed to ruin my day. They had knocked over some cranberry juice all over my wrinkled white shirt, but that wasn’t the worst of it, I didn’t have a shirt to change into after the incident.
Of course, it doesn’t stop there, at ninth period, I had gym class and I didn’t have a change of clothes, so I had to wear the terribly wrinkled and stained shirt.
When I got home I had loads of homework that had to be done right away because later that night my mother wanted me to watch a crappy movie on oxygen with her. These movies are of course directed toward women and try as hard as they can to make you cry.
So my worst day of school ended with my mother crying over the old woman who never had loved anyone but the man she had just lost to tuberculosis.