That’s just life By Blert Ademi
The screeching sound of my alarm echoed in my ears and pierced into my brain which immediately triggered my body’s system to activate. My ears woke in an unpleasant way.
My sweaty, strawberry shirt from my Actimel spill yesterday sentient the room.My nose woke in an unpleasant way.
My weary eyes took me to the kitchen, blind fully I shoved a random enable ‘thing’ into my mouth. I imagined it to be a McDonald’s happy meal, unfortunately, it wasn’t, it was the usual, porridge. My mouth woke in an unpleasant way.
I left the house and as soon as I did, I felt the cold breeze bush my cheeks. The 45 bus came. Bleep, Bleep, went my oyster card. I stood in the wheelchair area where my hand suck to a disgusting jammed bar. I didn’t dare to move.My hand woke in an unpleasant way.
Everyone laughed, I’ve forgotten to get dressed. There I was in my spider man pajamas surrounded by what seemed like millions of bellowing young man, laughed at a little boy. I woke up in an unpleasant way. Arr! That’s just life.