8.
I left the egg in my room overnight. That way my teacher wouldn't know it had been chilling in the fridge. My drawn on stamp was still looking sharp. I actually think I might get away with this. I take my shower and brush my teeth. Get dressed and get ready to go to the bus stop. Just like the other day, I'm on my P's and Q's. No horseplay. Although, many would think it's unlikely my classmates would be rowdy at 7 in the morning. You would be surprised though. I really hope I get away with this.
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6. I sit the egg down on the kitchen table. I was so parched I had to go get something to drink. I hope this stress doesn't get to me too much. I want to end this challenge with at least a little calmness. Just need to practice my breathing exercises. Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, Breathe out. Okay now I feel better. Let me take that back, I spoke too soon. I tripped on the stump of the doorway and I landed on the table. The same table holding my egg. I slowly watch Eggy's guts splatter everywhere.
By Robbie Bale8 months ago in Poets
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