100 word challenge week #7
October 24, 2017
I brushed the dirt from my sweater as I stood up. My old scruffy backpack lay limply on the ground I shoved it onto my back and ran home. As I walked inside I could hear my mum cooking in the kitchen I gingerly walked in “Hey” I whimpered “Hey what’s that on your sweatshirt” She yelled “I fell over” I replied “I spent so much on that sweatshirt and you go and ruin it!” She shoved me to the ground and as the door slammed, I knew I would be in trouble again. A tear dribbled down my cheek.
