The door slammed, BANG! I had just come home from soccer practice. I felt like droopy pasta. I also felt exhausted. Then I remembered my 100 pound book bag. I slowly opened my backpack.  ZIP! l felt nervous and my heart was pounding. AGH!  l gasped. I was shocked when I saw how much homework I had. I started to bite my fingers. There were books everywhere. “OMG!”, I shouted. I didn’t even eat dinner and I had so much homework. I exaggerated. I’m never going to get this accomplished in time. I thought with a fixed mindset.  

“My bedtime is in 2 hours!!”, I exaggerated. “What am I supposed to do now?” I don’t want to show a bad expression of myself, because it’s only the first week of school.” I  started to get watery eyes. Then I started to cry. I didn’t want anyone to hear me. So I whimpered quietly.  I sounded like a dog whimpering for food. I tried to change my voice but I couldn’t help myself.

I put on my fierce face and wiped off my tears.  “I can do this. I am a smart, intelligent kid. I can do anything if I put my mind to it.  I AM A MARMANN!”  Then I threw my hands up in the air.  Then I marched up to my room. When I tried to stay calm and do my homework, my mind was racing with so many thoughts. I would rather be hurt than do homework. I listened to everything the teachers said about the homework. What’s wrong with me! I had knots in my stomach. I felt sick. I wanted to make an excuse for not doing my homework but that would not be good because what comes around goes around.  If I do it I will regret it so I’M NOT DOING IT NO MATTER WHAT. 

I knew I needed a plan.  I sat down at my desk.  How am I supposed to accomplish this? Ah Ha! I suddenly realized that I was just a kid and someone had to be home with me. Someone has to be home to help me with homework.  I went downstairs to find my dad on the couch.  I came a little closer to see what he was doing. To my surprise he was on the phone. I waited ten minutes. In those ten minutes I decided to get a snack. But he was still on the phone.  What could he possibly be talking about for so long? I wanted my dad to be done. I was about to burst out with words. I guess my best bet was to do it on my own.  My brain was telling me to wait because I already tried. I guess I’ll give myself a second chance but before I go upstairs I want to see if my dad is off the phone but he wasn’t so I went up stairs.

AHA I know what to do. I can facetime my mom at work but maybe I shouldn’t. She’s probably on a call or in a meeting. OH I can think about what my mom WOULD say to me. For six minutes my brain was thinking about math. I was about to give up. My brain suddenly rushed to write in one second. The teachers gave us some examples. This would be an excellent starter for my small moment story. I can add so many details, I am for sure going to be one of the best writers in our class. Everyone is going to applaud for me.

“I WILL be famous someday!”, I exclaimed. 

“Am I dreaming?” 

“Somebody pinch me!”, I yelled. Ok, no one pinched me, I’m definitely dreaming! If I want to be famous, I need to start writing now. I should not be screaming so loud, or else I will interrupt my dad. SHHH! 

I hope writing isn’t as hard as I think. Ms. Rinaldi used “One day” so I think that will be a good start to my story. Writing is actually a lot of fun, it has become my favorite subject in school. I wish I could write a story every day. I hope we will get a Warm and Fuzzy if everyone does well in writing. I have to just finish up one sentence. I was wondering if I should add a conclusion? So I did, because I thought that would be something an adult would do. Then my dad called, “Dinner!” Phew, I was done before dinner. It was a long, long day, but my perseverance got me through it!