A Terrible Day
A Terrible Day
It was the crack of dawn and the sun was beginning to come up the horizon.
On that cold morning, I was sleeping soundly on my cozy bed even though there
was school at 7 a.m. All of a sudden, “Time to get up, Pinky”, my mum shouted
angrily. Then, I rushed through the bathroom, did wash-up, and dressed-up tidily.
It was a terrible day for me: the terrible day of my life had begun. Since I got up
late, I was late for school and was scolded by my mother. My day started by
shedding tears silently.