Erin walked through the front door and slammed her backpack on the ground. "Today SUCKED!" she screamed. Her math teacher had gone all psychotic again after Erin had picked up her stapler. The teacher seemed to have a fetish with that particular object, she had even gone so far as to glue tacks to the bottom of it so that if you picked it up you would be stabbed! Erin sighed. School truly was torture of the worst kind. What kind of cruel sadistic person invented that?! You had to go for about seven hours a day to a place with ugly carpets, bad lighting, and people who seemed to have permanent wedgies, and you didn't even get paid!

GRRR!

She sweatdropped. Her stomach had decided to let her know that, once again, she was hungry. Walking into the kitchen, she immediately went to the refridgerator and looked inside. Nothing. She kicked it. "Stupid fridge!" She kicked it a little too hard and immediately jumped back, hopping on one foot, and cradling the other while rubbing it to soothe the pain.

Oh well. A perfectly HORRIBLE end to a perfectly HORRIBLE day. She would have to wait until tomorrow for food since her parents were on a short vacation without her. She punched the fridge once more out of anger and sighed.

CREEEAAAK

She looked towards the fridge. What was that noise? Then she noticed it, the bowling pin effect was going on. It wobbled back and forth, each time going further and further, then it seemed to stop. Sighing with relief she turned around to walk away.

CRRREEEEEEEAAAAAK!

Erin turned around just in time to see the fridge topple over to land directly on top of her.