Sunday, May 17, 2020
Short Story Penny Time For School - 1311 Words
Penny time for school! her mom yelled up the stairs. As she woke up groggy from the late night she had doing her homework,she smelt the crisp Autumn air slightly stinging the insides of her nostrils. She felt a warm lump near her feet as she pet her cat marshmallow on the head, and heard his soft purring. She hopped out of bed feeling lively, more than usual, and she made her way to the shower. As she brushed out her curly blonde hair it fell over her shoulder cascading down to her chest. She took a quick glimpse in the mirror to admire her hair, most people were envious but sometimes it could be a real curse. She slipped on her favorite pair if Levi skinny jeans and her favorite sweater and rushed down the stairs. As eachâ⬠¦show more contentâ⬠¦As she walked to her bus stop all could think about is her life. What had she done to deserve this. She never did anything wrong she was a great student she never broken a law. She pondered over this devastating news and what she was going to tell her friends. As she neared the bus stop she realized she had slowed her walk and she watched the red tail lights of the bus disappear into the morning fog. As she hurried herself as much as she could she just couldn t take her mind of the letter. As she though back to that moment the seal of the envelope the ripping of the paper she wish she had never known or better yet could pay it off. Her and her mother barely had enough to supply for themselves with her mother working two jobs and herself working at their local food mart. Her mind just kept going on about how much they work and try, and as soon as she was about to burst out in tears it was like god felt her pain and he started to cry and like that she was stuck in a downpour getting soaked walking to school on the verge to being homeless. And all she could mange to mutter was Great. When she got to school everyone was giving her a look like everyone knew she was poor, like everyone knew that she had to work a job, like everyone knew she was basically homeless. All she could do before she burst out crying was catch a glimpse of her best friend Morgan and make a dash for the bathroom. As she sobbed and sobbed she heard the
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