Personal+Narrative+CO

Almost every single day I'm tardy. It's isn't a lie and everyone knows about I am late nearly everyday. I honestly don't ever try to be tardy but sometimes I try to not breathe and frankly that doesn't work either. I just don't like to wake up on time for some weird reason. Sometimes though, it isn't always my fault. Usually, it is because I like to sleep in but there was one time I was so late to school it was embarrassing to show up at school.

One time, I woke up in the morning and it was eight o'clock on a Wednesday. I jumped out of bed only to realize the tardy bell had rang a long time before I was even awake. At that moment, don't ask me why, I decided since I was already late to take my time getting ready. I did my hair nice and took a shower and did a lot of irrelevant stuff I would have never done anyways because I was already really late. My mom didn't have work that day because my nana was in the hospital so she skipped work to stay with her. She wasn't up yet either so she wasn't there to yell at me to hurry up. By then, it was 8:45.

I woke up my mom and she was so mad at me for not being responsible enough to get ready on time she didn't even want to take me to school. Obviously, since I love school so much, I got in a fight with her and after a couple minutes of that she got up and took me to school. When we got there it was 9:00 on the dot. I thought it wouldn't be that bad because I would only miss on period, right? Wrong. It was a mass day.

Once we got to the school we realized it was a mass day. Mom asked, "Do you want to go in the middle of mass, or go get food until its over?" I mean obviously I was starving and exhausted from fighting and getting ready and everything else I decided to go get some McDonald's and sit and eat. Of course, we lost track of time and we got there at 9:40. I don't know why we took so long but it happened and it was bad. I had to walk into class at 9:45 while the class was happening and it was so embarrassing to be honest.

Moral of the story is, I'm late a lot. Never ever try to explain that story to your teacher tho because they might not believe and will probably not like you for lying. Never, explain the story and if they ask you just look them in the eye and tell them, "Don't worry about it. I'm here now so you don't have to miss me anymore. I'm your favorite." Then walk away cautiously. Another thing is you could just walk in the back quietly and pretend like you've been there the whole time.