It all started in the morning Tiffany woke up and said to herself it’s my birthday. Then her brother pushed her down the stairs with all his strength and broke her arm. Then she knew her birthday was going to a terrible horrible no good very bad day.
After the boring hospital she went home and sat at the table. Then the chair broke and she collapsed on the floor. Then she knew it was going to be a terrible horrible no good very bad day.
Her mum crept into the kitchen and asked “What have you done to the chair? You are not having a party instead you are going to clean up the toilets, start saving for a new chair and you are grounded for 3 weeks.” She knew it was going to be a terrible horrible no good very bad day.
This day has been horrible. As my brother came back into the room I screamed out to him “GO AWAY, THIS IS A TERRIBLE DAY FOR ME AND IT'S MY BIRTHDAY. COME ON, GIVE ME A BREAK. I DIDN’T DESERVE A BROKEN ARM.” I quietened down and took a deep breath and said “Why did you do this to me?” He told me to go outside. I went outside and he pushed me into a muddy puddle. I got very angry and I started crying, he started calling me a cry baby. I kicked him and mum saw me kick him and she screamed in horror “WHAT did you do Tiffany? You have been so mean to your brother today and you have got mud on your clothes. Explain yourself BUT no buts. Now you are grounded for 2 more weeks and you’ll get no presents for your birthday. It was a terrible horrible no good very bad day.