I am sorry I can't hand in my homework.Your don't know what happened to me!!!
Last night, my little sister was crazy. I didn't know what she had drunk, maybe too much coke. While I was doing my homework, she jumped up on my desk and stood on my iPad. She shaked her head impetuously and sang Taylor swift's new song over and over again. She even danced with he teddy bear on my iPad like she was a short-leg Taylor. I just thought luckily she was not heavy and as long as my iPad can still work...OMG where was her diaper!!! Every time after mom wash her, she would take her diaper away...well well well, I watched my iPad to turn black, even saw the spark the electron.
Nevertheless, homework do not really need a iPad right? I knew that so thatI took out my notebook. When I started writing, my sister took away my pencil and started to bite! I grabbed it away as noon as possible. Unfortunately, she still ate the cartridge of it. You know pencils are toxic right. I ran out in a hurry and told mom to take her to the hospital. Oh yes, I brought my notebook with me in order to finish my homework before today class begins. Oh my poor sister, she was vomit and cried and asked my to tell her fairy tails. How can I refuse the little girl's request? I read many fairy tales for her until she felt asleep.
Then I decided to work on my essay again. However, my pencil was in my sister's stomach... I ran out all the way down the street to see if there was a store to buy a pencil. Suddenly, a couple of muscular people with Micky mouse tattoo showed up. They were really terrifying and required me to give all my money to them. I told them I only had a little money to buy a pencil for my really important homework. I told them I love school and homework really much. They laughed loudly and started to hit me since they hated school and homework. I was exausted after they left but didn't give up. I crumbled and reached the hospital.
Oh my god where is my notebook!!!! I remembered that I had put them on my tiny little bench. Abruptly, I saw a little black thing under the bed. It was a squirrl eating my notebook! Oh no, there were a bunch of squirrels eating my notebook. When they saw me, they stopped eating. Being afraid of sharing food, they expertly jumped towards me and drifted me out of the room. One of them even bite the toe. I can show you of you want. I cried out loudly outside the room and spent my night lonely and cold.
That was what happened to me and my homework. I hope that you could forgive me or I won't go back to school since the world is too vicious and insidious. No one wants to help me and everyone tries to kill me. I hope that you are a good teacher who really cares about me.
Best wishes
Sophia
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