Short Story: My School Day

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My school day treated me well and I was beyond ready to go home and play with my friends at the park. But, I just HAD to make one of the biggest mistakes in my life…or was it really that big of a mistake? My English teacher had assigned reading homework that just had to be due tomorrow. I mean c’mon I’m in 3rd grade now, I know how to read! I’d much rather be playing at the park with my friends than stuck at home reading a lame textbook that I don’t care about. I could be swinging on the swings singing my favorite song, or even playing tag with all my neighbors! But no I’m stuck here in front of my mom debating on what to tell her when she asks me the usual “Do you have any homework today?”. So I do what any normal 3rd grader would do to get …show more content…

My friends and I have been playing freeze tag, which is my favorite game ever. All of a sudden I hear my mom holler from the door “Lillie time to come home supper is ready!” As I tell all of my friend’s bye and that I’ll see them tomorrow I realized how hungry I was. I walk home my energy dwindling down from the long hard play at the park. Remembering that I had lied to my mom I walk inside the door to my mother standing right in the middle of the living room. Hands on her hips, lips pierced with anger. Her eyes narrowed in on me and I suddenly remember her hollering out the door asking where my book bag was. My eyes widen and I freeze because I know what’s coming. Moms mouth opens to start and before she can get out a word I say “I’m sorry! I know I lied! I just wanted to play with my friends!” Obviously she didn’t care because she grabbed me by my pony tail and dragged me to the kitchen table where my supper, homework, and a large chapter book that read Matilda on it was sitting. “Read” she demands. “First your homework, then you will read out of that chapter book until it is time for bed.” “but first, go

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