That Chucklesome Day

That morning a beam of sunlight focused on my eyes. My sleep passed away and I woke up with a lot of laziness searching for a bed coffee on the right of my table, only to discover that it was not there. Strange! I pushed my body out of my bed to have my breakfast since my stomach was pressurizing me to feed something. I got down the stairs and noticed that there was nothing in the kitchen either and no one in the house. Strange again! I called mom twice. As usual no response. Anyway, it doesn't matter!

I peeped outside the window to embrace some fresh air. I saw a lot of posters stuck on the trees and compounds and many people starring and gossiping at it. Curiosity overloaded. I ran down to see the posters. They were about a missing girl. I felt pity and noticed a pho number displayed below. I exclaimed what! The number was mothers. OMG! The picture was mine.

I thought that I was dead. But No! Then I saw my mother rushing to my house towards the storeroom where I hid my recent maths paper in which I scored terrible marks. I ran behind her but unfortunately, she took the paper. I thought to escape the scene by running back before she hits me. Bad luck overloaded! She caught me. I looked at her sympathetically but it didn't work. She rose her hand screaming my name loud to slap me. Suddenly I realized that this was my daydream and I am right in my Physics Class. Dreams continued...