"We need chicken for dinner, but it's raining." Auntie Olivia says. "Can you go and get some?"
"Okay, I can take a bike...umbrella."
I made it to the store and bought the chicken without event. it was dark by the time I got on my bicycle. Immediately after I began to peddle, a strong gust of wind destroyed my umbrella. Ooops.
Now what to do? I couldn't take the umbrella home, and I couldn't very well leave it either, or another gust of wind would send it flying and kill someone. So I locked the umbrella to a pole. There was a group of maybe 5 17-18 year-old boys smiling and watching me intently. It was highly embarassing.
I thought maybe they rain and wind would die down. Fat chance. The wind only got stronger, and riding against it was so not easy. I must've looked like Freak #1 to everyone around me, since it was pouring in rain and I was drenched wet, all alone, and grinning like an idiot. Oh well, it's always better to be happy when you can.
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7 comments:
one of your best posts yet.
Thank you! I didn' think anyone even reads the text. ...I guess I was wrong.
look on the bright side! at least u got home (uh I think)
ok where ever I go, theres this person named pon...
Ang, you know, I was about to say the same thing.
i'm going to hell
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