PN+TWO+18

I was very grumpy when I crawled out of my bed. I had had a bad day yesterday. Me and my mom had to do some errands while my dad was at his bands practice. I was disappointed because I wanted to go get a plastic lightsaber from the toy store. I also didn't fall asleep till 2:00 in the morning! When I got into the hallway I asked myself, "should I watch television before I ask for breakfast"? I decided not too. When I got to the stairs I tripped over my dads catchers mask! I started yelling "ahhhhhhhhhhhh" as I rolled down the stairs! I slammed against the wall and then rolled down the second flight. I kept slamming into things so I rolled around the house for about an hour or two. While I was spinning my dad got up to make me my breakfast when he saw me rolling towards him! "Watch out, dad"! I yelled. He turned me right when I hit his leg but then I knocked down my block model of a clock tower bridge and my block model of suspension bridge! Next, I destroyed my train set witch took me a two weeks too build! "Well this stinks". I said as I rolled toward the dining room table and the napkin holder, the salt and the pepper all hit me. I had made a ramp for the cars my friends had given to me and as soon as I started up, I hit the cubbord where we kept the t.v. and then I bounced off that and rolled down the basement stairway. The uneven carpet tore my favorite shirt and it gave me a big-time cut. I felt blood rolling down my arm. It hurt really bad. "This really stinks". I said. I bounced around in the basement and when I finally rolled up the stairs, knocked over my favorite block model of a roundhouse and turntable AND a station. The blocks hit me on the head and I got a bad headache It had taken me a whole month too get it perfect. "Darn it"! I said as I rolled towards the ramp. "That will stop me". I thought. But instead of stopping, I broke it! I got nails pierced in my cut about 5 seconds each. I felt more blood go stream down my arm. I thought I was going to die. I didn't stop until everything in the house I made was destroyed. I rolled back into my room and knocked over all of my books, and all of my toys. I finally stopped when I hit the table that supported our upstairs television. I was very glad when I stopped. I stayed in my bed for the whole rest of the day. Then I crawled back into bed for the rest of that horrible day.