ENC 1101-B3 & B4: Writing for Discovery

It was 6:30 in the morning on a Monday. Monday’s are always the worst days of the week. This Monday would probably turn out to be the worst Monday of my entire life. I woke up that morning and got dressed for school. I was a senior in high school and beyond ready to graduate and get out of my family’s crazy house. My mother always cooked me a good breakfast in the morning. In my half awaken and half sleeping state, I charged down the stairs to eat some of her famous eggs and bacon, when I stumbled and landed at the bottom of the stairs flat on my face.
"Deveroux, honey, are you alright?" inquired her mother.
" I’m fine I think. What a great way to start the day huh mom?" I muttered..

My parents are pretty cool because on my 18th birthday, they bought me a 2003 Mustang Convertible. On the way to school I would always picked up my best friend of all time, Axel. We were at a red-light, chilling, and talking about life. My parents always asked me why I didn’t date Axel but they just don’t understand the true friendship we had. Dating would only ruin it. Anyway the street light suddenly turned green. I pressed my foot on the gas and started to drive when out of nowhere a Jeep Cherokee moving at about 50 miles per hour, ran his light and T-boned the side of my brand new Mustang, causing my car to 180 into a telephone pole. To make things worse it was a hit and run and the guy in the Jeep took off probably never to be seen again. Luckily me and my best friend were still alive and breathing, but the car was totaled. This Monday was getting better and better. I dealt with the incompetent police.

" Ma’am, can I see your license and registration please?" asked the officer.
"Crap…I left my license in my pants pocket from yesterday. Is that a problem officer?" I questioned.
" Well Ma’am, today they passed a new law stating that if a driver does not have his/her license at hand during an accident, even one not their fault, than that person will be fined and no insurance will go towards their totaled vehicle." The officer told her.
" That is such bullshit! Could this day get an worse?" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I arrived at school late and headed towards my math class. I hated Math and was borderline failing the class. When I went to class today the teacher gave a pop quiz which I definitly was not prepared for. It made my heart drop because if I failed this quiz I would fail the class for sure because it was so close to the end of the semester. Well I failed the quiz with flying colors actually like I knew I would. I was at the point were I just wanted to die.

Axel thought that leaving campus for lunch might make me feel better so we went to Wendy’s. There was a bum looking guy standing in front of me in line and all of a sudden he pulled out a gun and told everyone to freeze and give him there wallets. Great I thought. I had just gone to the ATM yesterday and took out 150 bucks and had all of it in my wallet. That plus my 3 credit cards. Axel, the lucky son of a bitch, did not have more than 7 dollars, no license because he did not drive and no credit cards either. His parents would not let him have one. The bum took everyone’s wallets and told everyone to get on the ground face down.

" This is the best day of my entire life," I moaned, " Now I am poor and got nothing to eat for lunch. What more could possibly happen to me on the wonderful Monday?"

Well I walked back to school and finished off the day with what seemed like no problems. Maybe the bad luck streak was over. I got on the school bus because I had no car anymore. As long as the school bus got me home safely, I did not care about riding on it. The school bus driver was a new driver and this was his first day on the job. There is a sharp curve on the way to my house and this driver was inexperienced and tossed the bus on its side. Everyone was flipping out, but no one was hurt except for me of course. I got crushed between two really fat kids and I…well…I died.

After surviving all of the daily problems and catastrophes I was killed suffocating under two fat kids in a flipped bus. No one else died except me. What a way to end the Monday.