Last Friday, I was unlucky.
In the morning, I woke up, when I looked at the clock, I was surprised. “Wow, it is half past seven!” I cried. I quickly had worn my coat. Then went out. I was unlucky.
When I went out, I saw a bus. So I ran to the bus, but, I missed the bus. I found it was raining, and I didn’t take umbrella. I was so unlucky.
There was no bus in the station; I only can walked to school. When I came in the classroom, the teacher was angry, she asked,” Why you are so late and wet?” “I…I can’t say. It’s a long story.” The teacher was angrier. And I didn’t know to do anything. I was unluckier.
Class was over. When I went home, I heard my friend Wendy’s sound,”Hey, L.X.” Then I came back. “Ah!” My head hit the door. I felt so hurt. Oh, I was even unluckier.
I went home. Grandma looked at me and said,” My god! What’s wrong with you?” “Oh…” ”Look at your eyes, those were terrible!” Grandma was worried. I was sad. And I thought I was the unluckiest.
Grandma and I talked for a long time. At last, she said,” Take care of yourself. ” “I see.” I cried.
What an unlucky day!
