I wrote this for a High School writing class last year.. :S so if there are spelling or grammar errors.. I tried to fix all that I could find
~SouleiLuna
The Flash has a Bad Day
I was on my way to a job interview in the late morning, when a car ran the red light and almost hit me! It was just one more thing to add to my morning. My morning could have definitely gone better than it did, this was one of the worst days I have had. Even almost as bad as the day I had to fight that alien monkey from Pluto. I think that's where it said it was from…
This morning when I woke up, I decided to make a nice breakfast before I got a shower. I walked out of my bedroom and in to the living room. My home is a really small apartment in Manhattan. From the living room, I shuffled over to my messy kitchen in my fluffy blue Pajamas. I sorted through the grocery bags my neighbor Wendy gave me. I took from the bags the food I was going to cook. I heated up the stove and then started cooking the eggs and bacon. It was taking a while to cook the bacon so I thought I had time to take a quick shower while it was finishing cooking.
When I was in the middle of my nice shower, I smelled smoke and something burning. I got out of the shower, wrapped a towel around my waist, and ran to the kitchen. There I saw the eggs burning. I forgot to take the eggs off the stove, now they were in flames. I grabbed the fire extinguisher under the sink and tried to put it out before my neighbors got worried. It was to late for that. My neighbor Wendy was already knocking on my door. I yelled that I would be right there and went to put some pants on.
When I was full dressed, I answered the door only to find all the people who live in the apartment complex asking if I was all right. That was embarrassing, EVERYONE was there. What was I supposed to do? Well, I told them I accidentally burnt the eggs I was trying to cook. They all looked at me weird and I said sorry repeatedly. When that was all done and over with, it was almost time for me to get ready to go to my interview. I decide to just go and get food from a drive through, because all my food was burnt.
Well, that brings us about up to date on the events. The food I was going to eat was horrible. I'm now running late for my interview and then when I get on the highway in my car, it's completely packed. After about thirty minutes in the traffic, I was livid. I was over an hour late for my job interview and the traffic is going nowhere fast. I used any, words I knew to describe the situation. I yelled at the other drivers even if they couldn't hear me. I hate traffic with a passion. If I could run in a suit, I would. But, you can't do that on a highway.
After another two hours, I finally arrived to the place where I would, hopefully, get interviewed for a job. When I checked in with the woman behind the counter, I must have had some of the anger on my face, because the lady looked taken aback by me. When I asked about my appointment, I was told that the man who was going to interview me had gone home earlier. I turned around and left the building to head home.
On the way to my car, the alien monkey reappeared again. Finally I had something to take my anger out on. It was a very anticlimactic fight. He started talking big and I just walked up and punched him. It was over before he was halfway through his sentence. He was knocked out and I tied him to the roof of my car, then I headed home, still mad. What a bad day.