A Terrible Day
I woke up and drowsily walked down the stairs. Mother had left breakfast on the dining table before she left for work. I checked the clock, surprised by what time it was. It was already 11.00 a.m.! The school bus was going to be here any minute.
Quickly, I changed into my school uniform for I didn't have time to take a bath. Then, I had breakfast in a rush. My heart was pounding in my chest.
Soon enough, the bus arrived at the front door. I got my bag, locked the door and got into the bus. It was minutes later that I realised I had forgotten to switch off the lights and fan in the living room. And what was worse, I had even forgotten to close the windows. My heart was racing, and my mind elsewhere, I knew I was not going to be able to concentrate on my work that day. I was already starting to imagine what my parents would do to me when they found out.
When I reached school, everyone was staring at me. My clothes were in a mess and wrinkles and folds at places. I hadn't washed my face that morning either. I looked down, ignoring the stares of a hundred faces, but I wasn't able to ignore the fact that I had humiliated myself and given others a bad impression of me.
When I got to class, I found out that I had left my water bottle at home. I knew I could just buy some at the canteen but I hadn't brought any money to school. Little did I realize that forgetting my water wasn't the worst thing that was going to happen to me that day. I had also forgotten to bring the text books for a few subjects, so I was made to stand outside the class. Whenever someone walked past, I could feel their eyes on me. Humiliation overcame me and I couldn't avoid the feeling of wanting to cry.
Then there was another lesson where I had forgotten to bring the homework that the teacher had given the day before. The teacher punished me by giving me extra homework.
The students in my class laughed at me. Some even said bad things about me, spreading rumours and telling others that I was a terrible person. I felt like I was sinking into a black hole, or wish I could really sink into one where others couldn't find me. Everything just seemed to go wrong for me that day.
It was raining heavily when school was finally over. I hadn't brought my umbrella so I had to run in the heavy rain towards my father's car. I was soaking wet by the time I got into the back seat. Father looked up at me with a scowl.
When we reached home, my parents lectured me about wasting the electricity. They didn't even give me time to change out of my wet clothes. I was pretty sure I would get a cold the next day.
After taking a bath, I quickly did my homework. There were piles of homework for me to do, and the extra homework the teacher gave me just added to my stress.
I went to bed really late that night, and it was almost 2.00 a.m. by the time everything was done. I lay in bed, thinking what a terrible day it had been and hope it would be better the next day.