Category : Stories

Sub Category : YoungAdult

19th October 2017


Our bus driver is just useless!

He's like 80 years old, and I'm afraid that one time he's going to be driving us to school and he just dies on the wheel. I bet that.

If we run home from school, we could beat that bus by the minutes. I don't even know how old his bus driving license is, I would like to know please.

And I don't know why they give us homework. Like, give us work when we're at school, not when we finally went home after eight hours of our lives we'll never get back!

Well, except for Sherona. Give her all you want. Torture her. I am innocent, like always.

Ok, let me remember; we have Math, English, German, History and Geography homework to finish. And every Thursday I study at my best friend's house, so she can help with my work.

Then again, if I keep thinking on and on, adults don't get homework from work. They do their work at work. So when students do homework, it is not homework. It's like we're still in school.

I prefer reading some notes to remember my lesson, rather than working out 4 bombarded pages.

Oh my goodness, time is passing by, if I don't finish soon I can't eat dinner. Hey, my mum says so. Since I'm still twelve and under the age of fourteen, my mum can still boss me around.