One day, I was at a friend’s house…. they have a GIGANTIC trampoline! There is also a new tree house that her dad had just made. Her dad hadn’t put a railing around the side though and the tree house is just above the trampoline. We were playing truth or dare,then,her brother said that my dare was to dance around the edge WITHOUT falling! So, i danced and i danced and I DANCED! Then, I stubbed the front of my shoe on a nail barely sticking up, and whoosh! I fell off the side and landed on the trampoline! I sprang my ankle and her brother was never allowed to play with us again!
On my first day of seventh grade, I was so happy to be back and see my friends. I had never worn a dress on the first day so I decided to try it. I had on a blue dress with silver sandals and I looked really nice. On the first day back, we had to walk around with our backpacks. As I was walking upstairs to my 1st period class, I tripped on the bottom of my dress and fell down the stairs as everybody was walking up! lucky for me I had wore spandex under my dress or everybody would have seen my hot pink monkey undies. I was so embarrassed but my friends all acted like nothing happened until I was the one who started laughing at myself first.
I was in school and I was wearing a skirt but it was tucked into my underwear in the back and when I walked up to the teacher’s desk, everyone including my crush saw my Hello Kitty undies! It was horrifying!
I was buying clothes and I saw my dad paying so I quickly ran to the cash register and threw my clothes on the table. My (dad) looked at me and I then saw it wasn’t my dad! I quickly ran away. And I left my clothes there!
It was the first day of high school- everything was going great. I had gone to homeroom and had gotten a copy of my schedule, which I had actually already memorized. So after homeroom, I went to first period, English honors. I walk in the door and sit down in a random seat- not bothering to read the board. Then I look at the board and realize I’m in the wrong seat. And the girl whose seat I was in was standing right in front of me. I moved with my cheeks tinted pink with slight embarrassment. THAT’S NOT THE WORST. I sat down in my actual seat, noticing that I didn’t see anyone that I recognized- or for that matter- looked like freshman. The teacher comes in and claps her hands with excitement. “Seniors!” She exclaims. I was in a class, with all seniors. I was panicking now. I timidly raise my hand and announce in front of the whole class my embarrassing story. Turns out, the schedule I had gotten in homeroom was my NEW schedule that they had made adjustments too.