Bad Day (Poem)

On the first of May

I was challenged to fight

This looked like a bad day

I was scared, shy

At recess time

Gathered a crowd

"FIGHT, FIGHT"

It was very loud

The kid and I were face-to-face

He was about to attack!

But before that

A supervisor got in the way

We both got sent to the office

I felt bad

It was very quiet

I knew my mom would be mad

I was grounded for a week

I couldn't see my friends

That kid, I would never see

It felt like the week would never come to an end