The Girl, Part 3
the look of her pale face frightened me to know end. Her black eyes made it look like I was staring into the face of death.
The next thing I know I was on the ground laying face up. I presume the basketball I dropped scared her off. I pulled my lifeless body of the autumn ground. I attempt to get home as quick as I can as the maroon leaves crunch before my feet. I couldn’t see strait and everything looked as if it were covered in dew.
When I reached home I knew I was as safe as I could be. I plopped over onto my queen sized comfy mattress fully clothed. The intimidation made me drowsy before I even knew it I was in a deep slumber. But I could still hear what was going on. My mom and dad had gotten home from grocery shopping late. I heard them disregard my sleeping and not worry about waking me up.
The next morning I woke up, ate four packets of instants oatmeal, then one bowl of cereal before I was on my way to school. For I knew that day of school I might have some trouble.