Aleksandra WĹ‚odarczyk 1e
It started like any other day…
The horrible noise made me open my eyes. I got up fighting with the great strength of gravitation. I looked at the clock… I had only twenty minutes.
Having washed and dressed up myself I put stuff to my bag. I was late for my tram… Having got what it takes I slipped through the door which swung shut. Hurrying through the housing estate I didn’t notice that the path was freeze. All of sudden I realized that ground was quickly coming closer. I stood up and ran as fast I can.
I was stumble because of whelms and heavy bag on my back. I got anxious when I heard familiar noise of tram. I Nervously rushed to enter the machine and exhausted creped in at the last moment. Reluctantly I’d take off my back to make more space. I was irritated when door fly opened and I fell out. But just then I was put back into by the crowd of furious people waiting to get into.
It recurred few times and Tram was moving in speed like a glacier and on one stop doors couldn’t closed because of the huge number of people inside. Finally I got off on my station. I was twelve minutes late…
Panting, searching my timetable I burst into school. I took a glance of the paper still wheezing. Suddenly I stopped. I remembered that I was starting my lesson at next lesson. I was so angry. I hate Mondays.