Everything went wrong that morning.

I woke up from my sleep, drenched with sweat, it felt weird that I could see the morning sunlight peering through the curtains because my alarm clock that was set to 6.30 a.m. had not even started beeping and annoy me like it always does. A thought struck me, I realised that my fan had stopped working. So, I immediately checked my alarm clock. Just as I suspected, it turns out that my circuit breaker had shut the power to my house! I began to run around the house like a maniac trying to get ready for school. I had no time to take a morning shower or even brush my teeth; my hair was as if a tornado hit it several times. Of all days for this to happen, it had to be on a school day! By the time I got down, my mother informed me it was already 7.30 a.m. –the time morning assembly begins. My whole family woke up later than usual that morning, but they had to tend to their own needs, so they forgot to wake me up too. Luckily, my mother offered me a ride to school, but I had to skip breakfast because I was already extremely tardy.

By the time I had reached school, our discipline teacher, Encik Bakar was already waiting for all the late-comers outside of the main school gate. He did not accept my excuse and thought I was lying through my teeth. My punishment was to stay after school to sort through a huge pile of recyclable materials into plastic, paper, aluminium and glass. In class was a whole other thing, as soon as I took a step into the class, I was yet again punished by my Mathematics teacher as I had left my workbook on the table because of this morning’s rush. I was continually punished for the whole day.

When my friends heard of my predicament during recess, they told me ‘tough luck’. But at least some of them sound sympathetic and understood that unlucky days do happen but I doubt it was as bad as the day I was having. When I got up from the bench, my friends started laughing at me. They were staring at my butt. Instantly, I turned to look back. There were strains of white noodles sticking to my pinafore and there was also maroon coloured stuff on it. My first response was to use my hand to throw away some stranger’s noodles and ran toward the toilet. While I was washing off the gooey maroon coloured stuff. It turns out it wasn’t menstruation blood. It was somebody else’s chocolate that was on the bench and it had stuck to my skirt when I sat on it! The bench and the chocolate shared the same colour. No wonder I could not see it. That was extremely embarrassing. Nothing else happened during class.

‘RINNNNGGGGG’ There goes the school bell. I could not hold back any longer. I had to go back home as soon as possible before anything else goes wrong. It was mentally exhausting keeping up with everything that morning. I spotted the bus and instinctively ran towards it as if it was a safe haven from the world. But as I was getting on the bus, the operator had accidentally closed the automated doors. With too many people squeezing into the bus, I narrowly managed to escape the doors of terror but I had dropped my keys and the force between the doors managed to deform my poorly made house keys. I picked it up nearly in tears. But I tried to hold it back. When I reached outside of my house, I had to wait for 2 hours for my younger brother to come back from school as both my parents were busy at work.

I was finally home. I locked the door behind me and exhaled in relief that now I was safe at home. So for the rest of the day I decided to lock myself in my room to prevent anything else going wrong.

Truly, everything went wrong that morning. Whether it was because of luck or my own fault. I hope a day like that never happens in my life, agai

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