Post by .erin; on Aug 17, 2005 19:08:12 GMT -5
Setting: Morning of the first day of school, my house.
What to wear? The white tee with pink letter or the green & blue one? I knew what pair of jeans I was going to wear.
Then I was running down the stairs, and my brother Patrick was waiting at the bottom. He shoved a fat envelope at me, which contained my schedule, and what appeared to be a thank-you letter from Mrs. Cushane.
I didn't have time to look at my schedule because I had to have breakfast. There were no cereal bowls. I gave up & ran upstairs.
Shoes! I needed shoes! I pulled some brown & pink flats on. They were supposed to match my brown skirt. (Wasn't I wearing jeans?)
Stupid first-day-of-school dreams.
What to wear? The white tee with pink letter or the green & blue one? I knew what pair of jeans I was going to wear.
Then I was running down the stairs, and my brother Patrick was waiting at the bottom. He shoved a fat envelope at me, which contained my schedule, and what appeared to be a thank-you letter from Mrs. Cushane.
I didn't have time to look at my schedule because I had to have breakfast. There were no cereal bowls. I gave up & ran upstairs.
Shoes! I needed shoes! I pulled some brown & pink flats on. They were supposed to match my brown skirt. (Wasn't I wearing jeans?)
Stupid first-day-of-school dreams.