The Worst Firday of My Life

It was another one of those Fridays, or so I thought. Woke up, got ready for school, ate breakfast and then realised my dog, Elvis was missing. We had to go search for him. I walked down the whole of our street but found no Elvis. My mom went looking for him with Joel using the car and they found him! Something white and fluffy is not that hard to find. Joel saw him peeing in a bush, mom stopped the car and the search was over.

Later in school, during my Biology test, I didn't notice that there was a wasp which landed somewhere very near me until the teacher came over to shoo it off. He did shoo it off, ohhhh but it got worst - the thing landed on the sleeve of my shirt. I shut my eyes and stayed as still as possible, just like I learned when I was 6. I could feel everyone's eyes on me right then. The teacher grabbed a pen and scooped the wasp away from me. Very concerned friends turned around and asked me - using sign language - whether I got bitten. Nice people :)

In the evening, we had to go to a friend's place for dinner. We got locked out. It's a long story but to cut it short, we didn't take the keys out with us and accidentally locked the door. After dinner, we called the lock smith. The door was opened. I rushed in, embracing every single piece of furniture I could see. I thought I would never see the inside of my house again.

And that, was the worst Fridayof my life. EVER.