Personal Narrative: Sunday Night, Arizona

It was Sunday night, Arizona had tons of homework to do. She had to do reading, science, math, and geography. She hadn’t even started and it was already 10:100 o’clock. It was 11:45 and she was half way finished. She was so sleepy she couldn’t hold her eyes open. She was hoping that she could wake up really early to finish her homework. So she went to sleep. She woke up and she was late for college, and she had work after that. She rushed downstairs to get coffee. The coffee machine was broken and had coffee pouring out like a waterfall. Arizona had to clean that up and fix her a sandwich because she was very hungry. She fixed her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. While she was making the sandwich, the jelly dropped and the glass broke and …show more content…
I was too late. I saw another bus and I got on it. I realized we wasn’t moving so I got off and I looked at the tires and all of them were flat. So, I went to get on the walk. There were cars going up and down the road. When I looked up, there was another bus. I got on and I had to pay. I didn’t have any money with me. I am just going to talk the rest of the way. A bus came up and asked me if I needed a ride. I got on and there was nothing wrong with it. We traveled 5 miles and broke down. I just sat there, crying. We was sitting there for like 10 minutes and they fixed it. We was on our way to my college. I sure hope my teacher is not mad at me. I think I might skip college and go straight to work. “This has been the absolute worst day ever!” she screamed. Why does this have to happen to me? Everyone else is so happy and I’m having the worst day …show more content…
Arizona just went home and went to bed. I couldn’t do anything because I didn’t have any money. This morning I wasn’t feeling the best anyway. I think I may be getting sick. My vehicle has been towed and I didn’t have a car. I was walking home and wasn’t paying attention. I hit straight into a tree and fell down. I never wanted to get up, I just sat there. I was crying because it hurt so bad. I have had enough today so I’m going home and going back to bed. “Why does this have to happen to me?” she recited, “I give up on today.” I think I honestly might stay in my house